DAY 4

Today we also got up late and it was time again to comb my hair, really that is a huge pain in the ass because I always loose a handful of my precious fur.
Because there was no shaving cream we did it the African way and used Johanna’s facial cream which worked surprisingly nice so maybe you should give it a try as well.
At 1pm her brother fetched us to take us to the airport. On the way he shared a funny story showing cultural diversity at it’s best but first let me give you some background information:
In Persia it is a matter of politeness to offer all you’ve got to a guest and the guest is supposed to say ‘No, thanks!’ then you’ll ask him again and he’ll say again ‘No!’ so you’ll ask again and eventually he might answer ‘Okay, but just one piece.’ now you’ll give him one piece and then the game starts again ‘Do you want one more?’…

In traditional African culture on the other hand side it is rude to decline an offer so
You should always say ‘Yes!’ and you’re also supposed to finish whatever is offered to you.

Now the story begins:
There is a Bahai couple from Iran and once they arrived in Africa they didn’t have much money but still they bought some very expensive chocolates for special occasions.
One day they had a visitor from Nigeria and as their tradition commands they pulled out all the expensive chocolate they had and put it in one bowl to offer it to their guest.
‘Do you want a piece of chocolate?’
Now as the African tradition recommended their guest said ‘Yes!’ and started to eat immediately but it was so much chocolate that he struggled to finish the bowl so he stuffed his pockets and ate really fast.
In the meanwhile the couple sat there with big open eyes looking puzzled ‘cause this
never happened in their place.
End of the story: All sweets are gone and just because both parties tried to be super polite:-)

On our flight to East London we passed the Lesotho mountains which just looked awesome because they cover a huge strip of the countryside.
Furthermore I love seeing the clouds, it’s just so beautiful and makes me believe that a lost tribe of humans is probably living inside of them and maybe one day I’ll discover ‘em while flying by.
In East London Johanna’s mother, father, sister and the mystical super-nephew have been waiting for us so we enjoyed a very happy and warm welcome.
Once at home we had delicious food and an interesting talk about food in general.
Because here some people are really desperate and get their food from the trash fighting with various kinds of flies about it and in our society we throw away everyday more than enough to feed all of them just check out the movie we feed the world.
I want to find out more about those very poor living conditions so I asked Johanna’s father to take me to the township where he teaches children and show me around.
Do you remember the cases of fired employees because they ate some food of their company in Germany?
This happened in East London as well: A woman working in a restaurant where the employees are allowed to eat the fucking leftovers was fired because a higher manager saw her doing so. The difference to Germany is that she was treated as a real thief, meaning police arrived, handcuffed her in front of the guests and put her in prison for one night. Can you believe that? Going to prison for eating the leftovers of the people you served? Hell, no! and really we should watch out because Germany seems to head in the very same money-means-everything direction.
By the way I’m not that sure anymore whether you should be jealous or not because it is sooo friggin hot that you can barely sleep, there are loads of insects and some snakes wander around too so lets see how I’m doing tomorrow.