TOP STORY: 14 Countries Later... the dark continent of Africa is full of Color and Hope

TOP STORY: 14 Countries Later... the dark continent of Africa is full of Color and Hope
After a 9 1/2 month journey across Africa, the trip is complete. Good Will, Patience, and Vigilance are the key components that helped me successfully travel from the south tip of Africa (Cape Town) all the way up to Cairo.

South Africa In A Nut Shell



As I sit here in this small fishing village called Gansbaai, I finally found some time to collect my thoughts and attempt to write about my experience in Africa thus far. Gansbaai is a very small town located approximately 2 hours east along the coastline from the major port city Cape Town, which is in South Africa. It is still in the early stages of my travels and to make any significant judgments of an entire country when I’ve only been to 2 places would be rather unfair, but what I will do is make an attempt to capture what I’ve seen so far and let you, the reader, make the decision.

The volunteer house where I stayed for 2 weeks in Gansbaai

The Bay area in Gansbaai
South Africa is one of the more developed countries on the continent and is probably one of the most intense countries you could venture to history-wise. From what I can see, apartheid will always have a lasting impact across the country. Even though it seems people here have learned to adapt to live on the same soil with one another, there still lingers some major separations between the blacks and the non-black communities.  For those of you who do not have a solid understanding of apartheid like myself, don’t feel bad. I will give you a quick overview. Apartheid was a system of legal racial segregation enforced across South Africa by the National Party government during 1948 – 1993. During this time, ‘non-white’ inhabitants (whom were the majority) were given no rights and minority rule was taken over by ‘white people’. Residential areas were segregated often resulting in forced removals. By 1958, black people were deprived their citizenship, their right to vote and basically denied their existence.  The government segregated education, medical care and public services and blacks were provided with inferior services in comparison to white people.  As one could imagine, this created massive resistance and violence amongst the black communities. Anti-apartheid leaders such as the former president Nelson Mandela and Jacob Zuma (the current South African President) were among thousands who were banned of their rise to power and exiled to Robben Island. If you have not read the biography ‘A long walk to freedom’ by Nelson Mandela, I highly recommend it. Nelson Mandela has devoted his whole life to bringing back equality across South Africa and spent 27 years of his life imprisoned on Robben Island before he was released and elected the President of South Africa.

 I do want to make it very clear that it is NOT as dangerous as the rest of the world makes it out to be. There are NOT people running around the streets cutting each other up with machetes or any other crazy stories you might have heard in the news, read in the newspaper, or heard from people you met in your life.  

Part of being human, is that we are the creators of our own fears and to conquer your own fears, you need to let go of comforts, open your mind, and being willing to prove yourself wrong.

To put it best, a local journalist in Cape Town wrote that to enjoy your experience in Africa, it is necessary to let go on any pre-convinced notions and come here with an open mind. I don’t think I could have put it better myself.
A the trapeze of electrical wires that is connected into each shanti in most townships
The communities seem to still be quite segregated and majority of black Africans are still living together in townships, which are often poverty stricken areas either on the outskirts of the cities or out in rural areas. I had the opportunity to go and visit several of the townships outside of Cape Town. They brought me back to memories of the slum areas I would often see in India. Almost everyone in these township communities live in small little shanties that are held together with a few screws, some bits of tin and a relatively sturdy 2 X 4. The roofs are also made of tin and often have large rocks on top of them to help keep them from blowing off in the wind or heavy rainstorms. Along the horizon of tin roofs, its easy to notice one large telephone poll being used as the central power line and from that pole is a trapeze of electrical wires running down to each individual tin home.  The townships are small communities that appear to be one tightly knit family where everyone knows one another. Jobs are created inside the townships and they all share the same resources and walk the same streets. From what I can see, these people have no other choice but to get used to living in close proximity as life in the townships are pretty much as close as it can get.

The population of South Africa is an estimated 50 million people with 5 million of these people living in the country illegally. It is believed a majority of these illegal immigrants have come from neighboring countries such as Zimbabwe, Congo, and Nigeria.

This photo was taken of 2 boys living in one of the black townships
South Africa is rather developed and seems very modern and actually reminds me a lot of Australia. Even though the blacks and whites have learned to get along with one another, I can sense some rivalry walking the city streets in Cape Town. I've been trying to figure out how to look like a local and NOT a tourist. The locals very rarely get robbed and are mostly left alone. During my short stay of 6 days in Cape Town at a backpackers, I heard half a dozen stories of people getting a knife pulled on the streets and told they must give money or things could get out of hand.  More often than not, they were tourists. The people lurking on the streets look for the easy prey, so I don't want to appear as easy prey anywhere along my travels. This was my first indicator that I was in a country I needed to learn more about. Realizing that I’ll be travelling through many countries in Africa, I'm having to adjust and always be cautious what I’m wearing and how I am acting.  I have been advised by the locals to keep eye contact as a means of intimidation to those who may think of trying to rob or steal anything from me!

Travelling through Africa is going to be a challenge and lots of the local South African people have been really impressed when I tell them that I’m planning to travel through 14 countries all the way up to Egypt. They all tell me it is possible to do and have friends that have done it.  But even in the wealthiest country here, there is little opportunity to travel, as it’s hard to earn enough money!

As for my own personal experiences here in this country, I have climbed some of the mountains and had splendid views overlooking the city and coastal areas. I took a day tour out to Robben Island and got to see the individual maximum security prison cell where Nelson Mandela lived during his time there.  In the jail complex, there are communal rooms where most of the inmates were kept. There were approximately 30 inmates per room and each person slept in a single dormitory style bed. The guards monitored the conversations and several small speakers were mounted on the walls to ensure the talk was kept to a minimum. There was one washroom per area, which was to be shared by all inmates for that particular room. They were given just enough food to ensure survival, and their white inmate’s received more nutritious meals than the non-white inmates. Nearby the prison was a limestone mine where prisoners were forced to work by breaking the large pieces of limestone rocks off the cliff side and breaking them down into smaller pieces. This job was physically demanding and to make matters worse it was often carried out in the blistering heat and the light off the limestone was so intense it caused permanent eye damage in some of the prisoners.

This photo was taken of Nelson Mandela and he looks on from his prison cell on Robben Island
In the city area of Cape Town is the famous Table Mountain. It can be seen from miles away and it stands at an impressive 1,086m (3,563 ft).  This mountain creates a very unique phenomenon. On most days, early in the afternoon, winds arrive from the southeast and are pushed up the mountain slope towards the top, which creates a pocket of cold air. Because of this cloud formation, the cloud expands and begins to form a tablecloth-like cloud over the mountain. Once at the edge of the cliffs, the winds then proceed to speed up on the decent down and this creates treacherous outland winds that are powerful enough to push boats way out to sea and inexperienced sailors often have to call to be rescued as their only hope for survival.

The clouds rolling over the ridge on the table mountain in Cape Town
During my time in Cape Town, I’ve found the locals extremely welcoming and almost always up for a conversation. Africa has a different outlook on time and appear to take a lot more relaxed approach on life, so the pace is slow and steady. Cape Town is known for having an exceptional nightlife and I ended up meeting a good group of friends at the backpackers to test it out with.  We ended up going out pretty late and didn’t take long for us to realize the reputation was true. As enjoyable as it is to meet fellow travelers from all countries of the world, I do enjoy spending as much time with the locals as possible. I often found myself wandering around the city and sparking up as much conversations as I could to help give me a better understanding of the area I was in. I would start my nights going out with my backpacker friends and would often run into friendly locals, spark up a good chat and continuing the rest of the evening partying with them and being introduced to all the friends as: He’s from Canada! I didn’t mind having this as an introduction as it seemed to stir up a lot of interest and excitement amongst their peers. There are not many days that I don’t thank the almighty that I grew up where I did and that Canada has such a good worldwide reputation.

If you ever get the chance to visit Cape Town, as I mentioned in the beginning, make to let go of any pre-conceived notions or fears before you arrive, as this tends to be your worst enemy. In my mind, Cape Town is a city full of historic events, great beaches, restaurants that cater to your every need, friendly locals, superb nightlife, and safe as ever just as long as you don’t walk around on your own at night. It’s hard to imagine people coming here and not enjoying themselves and it’s easy to see why Cape Town ranks as one of the top cities in the world to live in.

Stay tuned for the next article:

Getting up close and personal with Great White Sharks. 

AN OUT OF THIS WORLD EXPERIENCE IN INDIA


My name is Kevin and I am a 27 year old Canadian traveler who was born and raised in a big city called Calgary, Alberta. The population there is approximately one million people and is located just east of the Rocky Mountains. Calgary is less than a 45 minute drive away from the mountains which makes it an ideal location for those who enjoy the outdoors. Whether it’s hiking or camping in the summer or world-class skiing/snowboarding in the winter this "majestic" mountain area is a haven for all those who like to enjoy the outdoors all year round. I was fortunate enough to come into this world to outreached hands of
two very caring and loving parents as well as a sister who was there to help me in whatever way she could. As far back as I can remember, my parents have always made an effort to ensure they put their own lives on hold to help those who were less fortunate. At a young age, my parents volunteered to look after a mentally challenged girl named Yannick every other weekend just to help give her parents a bit of a break, as looking after her was a 24 hour job for the parents. Growing up, both my Mom and Dad taught me to always treat others with respect no matter how different one may act or look. As I grew up, volunteering became a big part of my life and have volunteered for the police for 2 ½ years, volunteered for Global Fest (which is a cultural festival held annually) twice, was an assistant coach for a boys ice hockey team, and also volunteered for the victim services unit for 2 years while I was studying for my BSc Kinesiology degree. I can remember looking at a world map when I was a small boy and wondering what it would be like to travel to these far away countries and what life must be like for people in other areas of our world. It seemed that the older I got, the more fascinating the world map was to me. As I got older, I became more and more curious and I was determined to someday find out what it would be like to travel all over the Globe. After graduating university, I worked for awhile and managed to save some money and was preparing myself to let go of every comfort I knew of. Once I had enough money saved up that I thought would last me for at least 6 months, I bought my first one-way ticket to New Zealand. In doing so, I had no real idea how, if, or when I would return home. It was pretty much the first time I had left the country alone so I remember being a bit nervous while I waited in the boarding room at the airport and doubting if I was cut out for this so called backpacking way of life. The wonderful thing about it is, once I got over there and met a few people who had left everything back home and were on their way to see the world, just like me, I knew I no longer was alone and I never looked back since my first trip. If you’re a traveler like me, you would probably agree that you get amazing opportunities to meet all walks of life in each country you go to. While travelling in Myanmar, I met a French traveler who was in his late 40’s and it was hard not to notice that the backpack he was carrying was covered in flags of where he had been. So without any hesitation, I approached him on the street and remember him telling me he had been to over 70 countries. I was absolutely blown away by how devoted to travelling he really was and just when you think you’ve ventured as far away from home as one could imagine, there are always people out there who have gone just a little bit further. He told me that to be considered an "official globetrotter" you must have travelled to more countries than your age. I have just begun my 3rd extended trip away and getting close to being able to call myself a globetrotter as I am currently volunteering and travelling in South Africa, which is the 25th country, I’ve travelled to.
             
                
Last year during my travels in India, I decided to switch it up a bit and found an amazing opportunity to volunteer where I would live at an orphanage and work at a school that was created specifically for street kids and children from the slum areas in and around New Delhi. I must admit, the experience changed my life and what was only supposed to be a 4 week project quickly turned into 6 weeks and would have been extended even longer had time allowed me to continue being part of the volunteer project. After one month on the project, I approached Dr. Bhandu, who was the director and asked him if it was okay to extended the help another 2 weeks and he generously welcomed the idea. He was a bit taken back by my devotion to his projects and I remember him pulling me aside and telling me that he could see a burning desire in me that was much greater than in most of the other volunteers he had met. He told me there was something different about me and that I portrayed the qualities of an individual who could take charge had the ability to inspire others. He suggested that I should use my leadership to help other people in our world. In short, Dr. Bhandu challenged me to start my own company and build it so that I could someday send more volunteers to him or similar projects across India or other countries that would need all the help they can get. I never planned to start my own company nor had I any idea it would become an international project. Those 6 weeks of volunteering in India were nothing shy of incredible and made for one of the most memorable and rewarding experiences I have ever had in my life. It opened my eyes in so many ways I never would have anticipated or even imagined. After my work was complete, saying goodbye to those children was the hardest thing I had ever had to do during any of my travels. After such a moving experience, helping out became more of an obligation to me than an option. As a result of my experiences and with some help from friends and family, I’ve created my own company called Project Volunteer Abroad, which is designed to open the door to others and be able to provide similar opportunities like the one I had. It is set up for people that really want to get involved and gain a valuable experience in their life that will change them for the better. Helping someone is an incredible feeling to, whether at home or abroad to better their lives. In my travels, I have met so many people who live in an environment, not by their own choosing, who really need help, as they have nothing and struggle each day to survive. Together, we can all make a difference!! If you think you might be interested in volunteering in the future and are up for the challenge or know other people that may be, I encourage you to please explore our website and be sure to become a member of the Project Volunteer Abroad group on Facebook and pass the link or invite others to be part of this global movement.

The countries that are currently available to volunteer in are: 


Nepal, India, Sri Lanka, Myanmar, Thailand, Cambodia and Indonesia

It is believed that as a volunteer, you will take more away then you can really give back and it will open you to a whole new world of self exploration, inner fulfillment, and allow you to dig deeper and begin to understand the real life of the people to those countries that you decide to travel to.

Company website address: www.projectvolunteerabroad.org