You know what surprised me here in RPA?
I've seen some 12-13 years old girls,
who were.. dressed in a way that would make whores shy.
You wouldn't... Okay fine, maybe in a nightclub in Poland you'd see something like that,
but not on the street, especially on the countryside.
That's gruesome.
Time to start my hitchhiking adventure.
Well... Maybe not now, because I'm at the train station.
Why? I will explain it quickly.
I'm in a big city where it's difficult to leave by a car,
and trains are cheaper.
I paid less than 5 PLN for driving 30 KM and once I'm outta the city,
I'll be about 1 KM away from the highway, where I'll hitchhike to Kimberley.
Otherwise I'd have to walk for...
Well, I wouldn't be able to walk because my backpack is too heavy.
Anyway, my train will be here in 10 minutes and-
And everything's gonna be OK.
And if not, see - me and my backpack-
I still haven't bought water, I totally forgot. But I will buy it on the station.
And that's how it looks like.
Kinda like Polish ones from the 90'.
It's nice and tidy, and doesn't smell
unlike stations in... you know which country, starting with I.
All's good.
Welp, I'm almost on the highway.
Go, go.
Luckily there's some breeze, because the heat is mortifying.
But the wind makes you feel alive. Just like on a beach.
Staying in the city is unbearable,
but you're surrounded by the gentle breeze on the beach and the sun is no problem anymore.
My first African hitchhiking adventure starts in 5 minutes.
Well, not really first because I did hitchhike on some island, don't remember its name,
but I remember I sat in the car and then on the trailer.
It was in Capo Verde.
[Polish name for Capo Verde]
But this will be my first hitchhike on African continent, not the islands.
Go~d!
This is the African highway.
It's not as shitty as you would expect.
We'd love to have such in Poland. Going through the whole country.
Okay, I'm going that way. Of course they're driving the English way,
so on the left side of the road.
So i'll be hitchhiking with my left hand.
But I don't like it. I think I seem mannerless that way.
Oh well, some people think of me this way already.
But it's mostly people who don't know me.
Forgive me my eastern accent, but I miss some eastern people.
Greetings to the east!
From Białystok to Rzeszów. Of course including Lublin.
Yep.
The time has come for me to hitchhike on African continent
for the first time in my life!
All's good!
Wait, where am I going.
I need to see on the map where I'm going.
My goal is Kimberley but there are many places on the way.
Language is not the issue, so I'll say I'm going straight.
Let's hitchhike.
As you can see, I just drove for 900 KM.
I slept in the truck on the top bunk, but I was a little scared,
because the black man I drove with was huge and he could do anything he wanted to me.
Unfortunately, this type of fear is common not only for women, but men as well.
I left in this place, I don't remember its name, and I'm on my way to Kimberley.
Kimberly? It sounds like a name...
Anyway. Kimberley.
The adventure continues. I still have about 160 KM until my goal.
I didn't eat a thing, because I didn't fucking buy anything.
Typical me.
Here I am. As a member of family of miners,
I woudn't dare to skip a place like this.
Yes, these are mines.
This is the so-called Big Hole, [saying the Polish name], that's how it's called.
And look at these old trains.
What is this place? It is not a coal nor gold mine,
but an old diamond mine.
Dude! So pretty.
Look. I mean the train, obviously.
Alright.
Let's discover everything from the start.
As you can see, here I am.
But wait, fuck, what am I supposed to do here.
Why am I alone?
You ask me what that was? Well, probably that was a dynamite explosion.
Because we're in a mine where they extracted what?
Diamonds.
Forgive me, but I couldn't record that place you just saw a minute ago.
Why? I dunno, they said I couldn't take pics nor record there.
I still did but in a hidden way. Because of that the footage is pretty meh.
Look here, that's how this mine looked like back in the day.
This is a model... and they dug and dug here.
Now you probably wonder why am I here showing you this.
The answer is simple.
Did you know that this Big Hole is the biggest man-made hole,
with the help of primitive tools such as pickaxe, which by the way
are still used in mines all over the world, in Poland as well,
but imagine that in 1871 some guys discovered diamonds in this place,
and that's why in 1871 they created a mine here, which was
exploited by 50 thousands of people and basically the whole, whole,
whole, whole area here,
and since 1871 till 1917 they've extracted diamonds here and
in total they extracted about 2720 KG of diamonds.
But look, maybe you can't really imagine it,
but look how huge it is.
This hole is 42 acres long.
The depth of it is about 240 metres.
The water is about 40 metres above the ground level.
And it didn't come from nowhere, it's probably remains of the rain,
which accumulated here for many years.
Wait, maybe I'll-- No, nooo... I'd be too scared.
You know what I just thought about, don't you?
But I won't.
You know what's surprising here? Remember that model before?
It didn't look like it does right now, back then it was more like an anthill.
We've all saw one. There were tunnels here everywhere.
And... Woah, seriously, how could a man dig something like that
using just a pickaxe.
Interesting thing is there are still functioning mines nowadays.
People still extract diamonds from them.
Probably some people lost their lives here as well.
Why do I mention this? Because I'm sure all, or at least majority of us,
saw the Blood Diamond movie.
I'm sure many dudes watched it because stories about Africa are interesting.
And, well, there aren't many Hollywood movies about that.
And girls probably watched it for Lio... Leonardo DiCaprio.
Joke.
Anyway. The thing is, Africa probably owns the biggest amount of diamonds in the world,
and many times, African natives suffer a lot so that we, European males,
can buy you, European females, such pretty rocks.
People are being murdered,
kids are kidnapped and turned into soldiers,
and often they are forced to kill their parents as a way of initiation, like in movies.
But it's not a Hollywood bullshit, it's real life.
All for a rock.
But there are mines such as the one next to it,
where people work in normal conditions,
and I think they're either private but under the nation's control,
or completely national, I'm not sure.
But these mines are thoroughly inspected so there's no way a murder or kidnapping could happen.
For the sake of diamonds.
There are illegal mines, of course, but not here. These are legal.
You prolly wonder what it is. obviously it's a...
Holy fuck. You won't believe it.
A huge ashtray.
Well. Every country has its customs.
A man on a bike.
Good for him for having a bike- bik- fuck.
I mean brakes.
As you can see I'm stuttering a little.
It's because I moved from a cold place to a hot one
and honestly, before I accommodate and function normally,
it's gonna take some time.
Because... It's a little too hot here.
Now I'm on my way to look for water.
I have none.
Also, the biggest diamond found here was a 93-carats one.
So about 18,6 grams.
So...
So I don't know. If that's big or not.
Also, the thing you can love Africa for,
something I've never mentioned before.
In Cape Town, they were selling water per KG.
And it was like this, it said that 1 litre = 1 rad [?],
but I don't think that's true, because when I poured 1,5 litres
into my 1,5l bottle, all the way to the top,
in total it was 1,47 rad.
So lemme ask you, because I don't know. I was a bad and a stupid student.
I didn't study, so please forgive me Mrs. Beatka.
I don't know how much a litre of water weighs.
In my opinion, and I believe other noobs in this topic think so as well,
1 litre should weigh 1 KG. But apparently it doesn't.
It makes sense, it can't weight accurately 1 KG.
But let's say it does in my world.
So 1,5l of water weighs 1,47, or at least it did in my case.
Yep.
And here you buy water per KG from big barrels.
You put the bottle on the...the... scale and it's sold like that.
Maybe it's not funny to you but it made me laugh, because...
I've heard that in Białaczow they sold--
Fuck where should I go.
They sold what? Bread per metres.
That's funny too.
There are only shops here, but they're...
all with useless stuff.
Where's the water?
Maybe they don't drink water here? Maybe they drink vodka here? Or beer?
Not sure if you know, but every miner who's going down the mine
drinks a beer supposedly for his health's sake.
Next to the mine.
Not sure if it's true, gotta asks people who have the required knowledge.
They probably believe in it, I mean those who drink beers, because
this new generation of miners is completely different from their fathers and grandfathers.
And they don't have mustaches.
Nor black eyes.
Omigod, female students are staring at me.
Black faces with a white spot where their teeth are.
It's so funny.
I know I shouldn't say things like that.
But that's me and I won't act like someone I'm not.
I wanna piss, but here's church.
This is a kindergarten, looks like a military one.
School is over there.
And over there as well.
So I'm not gonna piss here because I might get in trouble.
I'll endure it.
Maybe I'll hitchhike.
That stick prolly scares them away.
Unfortunately.
Well, I won't pee.
Fuu~uck.
I've been walking for 4 KM in this heat.
I know I should have my hat on, but until I feel like my head...
Like my head is too... God idk what I'm saying.
Until my head is overheated, I won't wear it. I don't like it
and it's my fucking right.
It's simple. Unfortunately, over there is the main road to Plom...From...Tale or whatever,
and here is the road that goes through 2 small towns.
Why am I taking this one? Because I've stayed at home here so I won't walk for 5 KM over there.
And with a backpack which weighs more than 20 KG, where 2,5 KG are taken by...
No wait, not 2 KG...
About 2 KG are beers that I bought because there was a discount.
Such a great discount that I couldn't just walk by.
And beer isn't an alcohol so... I can drink 2 beers, 0,7% each.
I'm trying to hitchhike even though nothing is going that way.
Althought I can see something far away there, slowly, slowly... And it turned left.
No one's going there. But no worries.
Crap.
I could go that way, I would save 2 KM, but then I'd have to walk another 3.
Believe me, my backpack is gonna kill me.
I'd rather wait.
I'm lucky, so everything's gonna be OK.
Welcome in the Bloemfontein city.
As you can see I'm sitting on stairs, and it's not because I'm tired or lazy,
but because I'm ill, I'm having issues with my intestines.
My organism isn't used to the local bacterial flora,
so I got poisoned. I ate something shitty.
But that's still doesn't explain why I'm here. This building is a bank.
It is a new building, but in 1892, do you know who was probably born here?
Or at least on this street?
Tolkien. You know him, right? Late Tolkien who was a man of huge faith.
So Tolkien. He was born here in 1892, in a bank, his dad was some kind of an official.
And he spent his first 3 years here, in the Orange Free State.
A state independent from British empire.
As we know, now it's RPA.
He's lived here for the first 3 years, but his mom became the victim of the local climate,
and it's understandable, my mom wouldn't survive either, because
when it's 30°C in Poland, people lose their shit, and here...
It's 36°C today, so yeah.
Dunno if you guys know, but when Tolkien was 1 years old- Is that how you say it...
1 year old! He was bitten by a spider, and the thing is he didn't get a phobia out of it,
like many people would, there are people who faint at the sight of a spider,
I don't get it but full respect, for example I'm scar-- Well, I'm not really scared of anything...
I don't like to talk about ghosts, but that's because I often sleep outdoors,
sometimes in forests etc, so imagine you sleep in a forest
and suddenly you hear a rustle. And 2 days earlier you talked with your buddies about ghosts
and other weird, paranormal things.
Fuck dude, you would've lost your marbles.
So I don't talk about such things because I... believe in them.
And UFO as well.
Okay, back on topic. He was bitten when he was one and instead of getting a phobia,
he would often use spiders in his writings.
Do you remember when Frodo was caught by a spider and constrained in its web?
He was freed by his pal Sam, and that spider was hella huge by the way.
Yeah, movies based on his books are amazing. I'm a huge fan of the Hobbit series.
Now I'm going to the church. An Anglican one.
You're asking why Anglican? Because that's where Tolkien was baptised in.
'But he died a Catholic?', well, let's find out why it went that way over there.
I'll have to walk for 0,5 KM.
This is the old square. I mean, the old town's square.
When Tolkien was a small dude, he prolly played around here.
Maybe this is where this spider bastard got him.
And maybe its offsprings are still around.
Offs-- Yeah, offsprings.
Exactly.
Another characteristic place for Tolkien here is--
Wait, gotta cross the road.
Is..
This catedral. Anglican one. That's how we say it, yeah?
There is a religion like that, Anglican.
Or more like it's fraction, created because some king wanted another wife,
but the pope or the cardinal said no, so he created his own.
And that's it.
Of course that's the very very short version.
Fuck. A carrion. There's a dead animal somewhere here.
Or maybe a human.
This is the catedral where Tolkien was baptised.
In Anglican church.
Funny thing is, the lady who works here, btw the school is near here,
I asked her if I could go inside to see where Tolkien was baptised in,
and I said 'You know who Tolkien is, right?'
She said 'No', so I said it's the most famous person born in her city,
and it's someone who's widely know and loved worldwide,
I say 'Tolkien, the writer'.
'No'.
Tolkien was really young when his mom died, unfortunately.
All moms are amazing and I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy, whether he was a child or an adult.
It's an obvious thing.
And to put it shortly, he was placed in the priest's custody.
Said priest has rised Tolkien. And imagine, he was 16 when he met his future wife,
Elith or Eleth...
Edith! So Edytka. And when this priest found out about her,
he told Tolkien to not keep in touch with her until his 21st birthday.
And look, they had to wait so many years but they did wait for each other and got married.
To put it shortly, love exists and it's worth to wait for.
Dude, I didn't plan this.
But it's a sign that I'm right.
This is my first time in the Anglican church.
Okay. This is where he was baptised. Not sure if it's the exact same building,
but I think it is, because there are graves from back then.
And problaby, but not 100% sure... I don't remember how it's called in the Catholic church,
but this is exactly where it happened.
Wait.
I dunno if you do this in their church, but you do so in mine.
[...]
I don't get this, at all.
I asked some white people, I asked some black people.
And not a single one knew who Tolkien is.
Even someone like me knows, and if I know, everyone should. I think. Right?
What is this. I don't get it.
Hello there.
As you know, RPA is one of the best in the world in Rugby.
Over there you can see a stadium.
And there are at least 3 of them.
Ah, do you know what I like about this place? I'll tell you quickly.
Basically, imagine this. Here, the red traffic light isn't for you people to get tickets,
if you cross the street when it's on,
but simply to give you a chance to prevent a disaster.
But you can cross it like me right now, like me all the time,
and the police won't punish you.
Look at them ladies.
So that's the part of Africa that you people might like.
These girls can mess with your head.
Girls~
They're nice, nice.
But as far as white girls are concerned, I have mixed feelings.
They're mostly French, British or German, so... they can't really be pretty.
I mean sure, there are some pretty ones, but y'know.
Just like you can meet a working gypsy once in a while as well.
Oh God. Well, this show was never politically correct, and it never will be.
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