Robben Island

I spent nearly 40 minutes with a hammer and chisel getting the ice off of my car today. Literally. It was one of those days among many that I was asking myself, "why don't I live somewhere warm and sunny?" Then I remember how much I love the changing of the seasons, and though I despise the cold, nights of watching Jurassic Park all cozied up in the house while icicles pummel my roof aren't that bad. Stay positive. Stay positive. Stay positive. 

I guess the bonus is that I am not tempted to oust my work agenda for a stroll down Mass. Ave., thus my productivity level has maintained steady. So, I'm blogging. For the second time this week. YES. Taking a trip down memory lane. It's becoming routine that I write/post about events around one year after they happen... so, without further ado - I was in Capetown last year and had the honor of visiting Robben Island. I showed up the day before I was set to leave South Africa and they were out of tickets - after some haggling they let us go.

I have been a long time fan of Nelson Mandela (really, who isn't?), but there was something surreal about setting foot on Robben Island, about history becoming more than something I'd read in a book. It was a rainy day and I had a million thoughts racing through my head on the ferry ride to the island. What did Nelson do/think about for 27 years? I was so floored and mentally exhausted at the thought of fighting for something for 27 years. Once I saw his cell, I was rendered speechless (it's true). That someone could actually live in a cell like that for so many years and emerge as president. What is a person like that made of? How does one even become like that? It was almost an eerie feeling walking around the prison grounds, but overall, I was filled with a sense of gratitude, awe, and inspiration. Inspired that change can happen, even if it is over a span of 27 years. And of course, photos below: en route, the island, Mandela's cell, and table mountain (which John swears is one of the 7 wonders of the world... hahahahah).

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