He took us back to his little love shack, which he shares with his fiancée Monique, and then we headed out for dinner. Unfortunately I wasn't feeling 100%, but I did enjoy the first thai food we'd had for 6 weeks or so, and a beautiful cocktail made with ice cream and whiskey!
The following morning they feed us and drove us into town, where we had a quick snack and then met up with Max's Maximum tours for a trip to the infamous Soweto! He has lived in Soweto all his life and now spends his time taking tourists there to show them around. He took us first to the home of a long time bachelor and soweto resident, who showed us around his house.
It was very spacious (he has expanded it a lot) but very sparse, with just an old fashioned stereo and not tv, and apart from beds, very little furniture. Then we headed to another moving museum, dedicated to the demonstrations of the late 60's that resulted from the government trying to introduce Afrikaans as a teaching medium (ie certain subjects would be taught in Afrikaans), that started as a peaceful demonstration but lead to many deaths, and many people fleeing South Africa. We headed to Winnie Mandela's house from there and then Max dropped us off at a shopping mall near the airport. Unusually for us we didn't buy anything! Then that was the end of it - no more Africa :(
We flew from Maun in Botswana to Johannesburg, where we had just over 36 hours to see the sights! After asking at the information place in the airport and being told that wherever we went we had to have our own guide we decided to find our own way to the apartheid museum. We shelled out an arm and a leg for a taxi and off we went. The museum itself was amazing, so much information and a great insight into the times, but unfortunately we didn't make it all the way round before Frett Boster came to pick us up to an evening of merriment.