Here are some highlights from Durban. Above is a fish. lol. I forgot to get what type. But he was a nice, hospitable fish, as you can see.
While on the bus, the tour guide told us that the plants behind the lady were called "elephant toothpicks". Then we noticed what the lady was carrying, and realized she was a Witness too, doing street witnessing.
I have a new appreciation for our street names - even the ones with more than just one. (This wasn't even one of the hard names....just snapped it before I forgot.)
An amazing, tree...it looks like it should be in the "Jungle Book". The parks here are beautiful, filled with trees of all kinds, funny ducks, exotic flowers, ...monkeys! Lori has a story that she can tell you later.
Orchids.
At the Victoria Street Market buying gifts. Also known as the Indian Market. Everything tourists could want was inside. On the sidewalk, vegetables and fruit. The guide said that it's rude to pick up and examine produce, and then ask the price. You buy whatever you touch. We had to stay inside here, because outside was considered too dangerous for us.

This was a spice shop. Beautiful and smelled delicious. They let us take a pinch of whatever spice we asked about (different than outside). A pinch packed with taste! The man with the hat on, far right, was the one helping us. He asked where we were from, and after we told him, he asked us if we were far from Marion! (Hi Ferguson's!) Lol! He was so excited! He asked if there was still a James Dean Museum, then his friends came up, (the man by the red bowl, and the man behind Cody) and asked if we had seen "Giant". They wanted to talk about it, but we had to get back to the bus. It was great though. If anyone wants to order some spices, we have this shop's email!! The man with the hat proudly showed us a package getting ready to be sent to Minnesota and said "we send anywhere!" Kewl, huh?

I think this says "welcome". ;-/

This is scary. Won't include all the details right now, but to be quick about it: evidence of how superstitious customs and beliefs are heavy in many lives here still. One of South Africa's biggest challenges is AIDS, and the challenges that come up within that specific problem are surprising, (also won't go into detail here). They have ways of dealing, but some of those ways aren't anything a human could think up on their own unless they were superstitious. Ugh. The guide told us some of the things involved in what was sold here, and I'll wait til we get home to talk about it. Anyway, just a reminder of how the "truth sets us free" from burdensome and troubling superstitions and the practices that go with them.

"...maybe she's born with it...."

Another spice shop. Tonight for dinner I had Maputo Peri Peri Chicken (and called Carolina to tell her about it ;-D ). There was also brought to the table a Cou Cou Platter....a variety of African starters...prawns, chic pea salad, samoosa (the waitress described this as "something nice" when we asked her what it was, and yes, it was), a sauce that sat beneath such words as "sweet", "kinda like yogurt", "it's probably just yogurt", "but i taste horseradish..." and "put it on the fish". lol.

Only four more days, and then home. Actually, Monday home for sure (might take it slow driving back). Til then, just a few more nights of posting you the colorful "flavors" of Africa. I'd rather spell it "colourful flavours". O well...Night all! ;-)