Johannesburg, South Africa

Jozi has soul (and golden hearses)

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Ah, Soweto. A name that was invented via a public competition, the prize money being 10 pounds. Idiosyncratic and surprising, it’s a community of heartbreak, hope… and guys mowing the lawn on a Saturday morning.

I was astounded by how much housing there is, even in the poorer areas, and the manicured green parks that accompany it. During apartheid Soweto residents weren’t allowed trees or bushes (terrorists could hide behind them), but they’re definitely making up for it now. In Cape Town we have the dreary N2 Gateway Project buffered by 40 kilometres of shack, shacks, shacks.