We did a tour on Thursday to a township called Langa. It is known as one of the oldest townships in the country. "Langa" means 'sun', and it is derived from a chief's name (I'm not even gonna try it, it is Langaliba… something 'l'… ). This town has a total different atmosphere than the main city of Cape Town. Here I could feel the "African" breeze, with the traditional architecture they maintained for tourism purpose. We also got to try a traditional food called "fat cake" (it also has an African name but beats me if I remember). To me it tastes like banh tieu in Vietnam, haha, except they stuff it with cheese instead of banh bo.
It was a brief and condense tour that spanned 2 hours and covered almost all aspects of the people here: the history, culture, religion, art, politics and economics. I loved the art center where all the crafts are displayed. On a general notes, African crafts are really similar to that of Vietnam: bead jewelry, decorations made of coconuts and banana leaves, sand paintings, and so on. However, I think one thing that sets apart the two cultures is the color. The color palette here is hot and bright, exactly what we think of when we think of Africa: red, yellow, and green. And obviously, the theme depicted is different, mostly the safari and the wild animals like lions, zebras, giraffes.
At night, my roommate and I decided to go out for a taste of Africa at one of the most popular spots in the city called Mama Africa. I have always known from the start that I would have no problem with the cuisine here, since it is rather close to that of Malaysia and Indian, and maybe a little bit of Mexico. However, I had to say, dinner that night blew my mind. The food is extremely rich in flavor and texture, and the very fine wine just takes it over the top. The price is not bad either, for a hot tourism spot in the center of the city, the price $30 for a three-course meal with wine and live performance, for me, is unbelievable. I am glad that we made the decision to go out that night.
Early Saturday morning, a windy one, we headed out to District 6, the main area of the city with lots of museum and other historical places. Our first stop was the District 6 museum and I learned about the so-called "segregation" movement taken place in Cape Town that drove many people out of their home. Somehow I feel lucky that Asia countries such as Vietnam never really experiences intense discrimination based on skin color like in the US and here. We then stopped by a bazaar for a delicious Indian/Bunjabi/African lunch before headed out to the flea market. I'm still on the look for the perfect leather and fur handbag. The market reminded me a lot of home though, including all the cute street café shops. One thing about Africa is you get to experience music and dances everywhere you go. There are street performers doing dances and playing instruments at every corner of the streets, from various age groups. It feels like life here is always filled with drum beats and dance moves.
One more day and it will be the end of the last free week before school starts. I am excited for school to start because I am dying for the feeling of being busy and also to meet new friends. However, I want to be able to still soak up as much of the culture of this place as possible. I want to check out the restaurants, the cafés, the boutiques, the markets and everything that screams of Africa.
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