When I’m not reading arts textbooks, emailing teachers and
cornering scared high school students at their openings, I’m doing one
“touristy” thing a week. My first week, I went to a place made famous by Nelson
Mandela’s imprisonment there, Robben Island.
The penguins and I had the opposite reaction to the boat ride
over there. While they were jumping and playing I was standing (and kneeling)
watching the waves swell and occasionally go over the side of the boat.
View of Table Mountain from the boat |
Once on the island we were herded into a bus and taken to
the various sites. By far the most depressing for me was the limestone mine.
There, political prisoners worked long shifts mining unusable (that just makes it worse) stone by hand.
Stone Quarry |
Mandela's Cell |
The tour concluded with a walkthrough given by a former
prisoner. Most of the tour guides live on the island, right next to their former
guards who still work there (though now in a different capacity.)
Exercise Yard |
But both have quite a view.
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