Thursday 30 August 2012

Mind your eye in South-Africa

They warn you everywhere in South-Africa. You are alerted for the smallest and most absurd dangers. Along the way, both in the middle of the city and in the middle of no where, you find a lot of crazy traffic signs. There are signs that suggest; ‘Warning, look under your vehicle for penguins’. ‘Hold your grandma’s wheelchair, because these hills gets it out of control’, ‘Do not poop on the street’, ‘Please keep God’s window clean’, ‘Dung beetles have right of way, do not drive over dung beetles or elephant dung’ and ‘Ring for service, the waiter is in love’.
 
The sign on the left sign says: don’t come near to South-African women, they’ll kill you.
And for the dummies among us: At almost every robot you find a sign ‘before you the cross the street you must first press ‘knoppie’. Than you have to wait till the traffic stops. And you have to cross quickly’ But what they really mean is: ‘If the light is green, run to the opposite pavement or the traffic will hit you’.

Wednesday 29 August 2012

Dutchies in Capetown

It doesn’t matter if there’re here for 8 or 50 years; Dutch people stay Dutch and they like to meet and interact with other Dutch. They don’t integrate with other South-African cultures, even if they are naturalized. They hold on to their  Dutch traditions. The place where I recognised this was just like a place in Holland: ‘Het Huis der Nederlanden’. They had ‘kroketten’, ‘erwtensoep’ and ‘stroopwafels’, there was a library with Dutch books and a Dutch market were they can buy Dutch brands. They were also talking in Dutch, they didn’t forgot it after 50 years. I also heard about a Dutch retirement home in Johannesburg, where is also Dutch market and they watch Dutch television and play Dutch games. Dutch people seek each other. “It is not easy to make friends in South-Africa, everyone has his own culture and it is hard to fit in there, now I don’t have to make adjustments”. So that’s why they just do the conventional. Conventional is a good fallback position isn’t it?

Wednesday 22 August 2012

It's so hot!


I’m Dutch, for the ones who didn’t knew. And one characteristic of Dutch people is that they can talk about the weather. By talking I mean complaining. In winters it is to cold, in autumn there is to much rain, in Spring there are to much pollen in the air. At this very moment it is summer in Holland. Last weekend is was 35 degrees over there, the hottest weekend since 1976. But that is not good, because no one can concentrate at work, you need a lots of water to cool down and the elderly people die because of the warmth.

Me, the Dutchwomen, is not complaining about the winter weather here in Cape town. I think this weather is great for winter. There are lots of sun which is really nice to sit in with shorts. But I think it is the cold inside the buildings and the darkness in the evenings, that makes me sad. It is normal that it is dark early in winters, I know. But when I came here, sunset in Holland was at 10.30 pm. I am here now for two months and I’m still not used to 6.30 pm. See there I go again, complaining... Lets try to be positive; The thing that I like the most of the Capetonion weather is that it changes all the time. You’ll never know what to wear. There can be lots of sunshine, but from that moment to an other, it can rain, and I don’t mean drizzle, I mean rain, the one were you get really wet of. And then two minutes later it stops and the sun shines again. Ach, maybe I should say that Dutch people are always busy with the weather. Instead of asking; "Hi, how are you", what everybody does here. Dutch people will ask you; “lekker weertje he?”

Tuesday 21 August 2012

Dear mini-bus drivers,

I really hate you and your mini-buses. Especially when you are driving next to me and in one moment you just switch lanes. And getting angry at me?! Because I was driving to fast!?? It was a 60 road and I was driving 50. It really pisses me off. Stop doing that.

Ok I must admit that I also like you, sometimes. That is when you are driving me to town. It's so easy, I just stand on the side off the road and you pick me up and for 6 rands to bring me to town. A taxi costs me ten times 6.
But I still say that I hate you. You are a danger for my life and from others that are using the road.

Kind regards,
Someone that has her own car

I can't chase two rabbits at the same time

Who can? This feeling keeps chasing me, what can I do about it? When I was in Holland I had to much to do. It just did not work out, because I wanted those two rabbits! It was so bad that I almost had a burn-out. On that moment I made the decision to let go one of the rabbits (quite my part-time job). It really was a hard decision, because from that moment I had to loan money for my study, in stead of earning it myself. It felt like I failed on something. On the other hand study is an investment, I am sure that I can pay the money back after graduating. It turned out to be the best decision I had ever made in my life. Because I could focus on my studies and graduate earlier. Also I felt better, when I accepted the fact that was loaning money.

But the feeling of chasing two rabbits at the same time is back. Now I am here in South-Africa, to graduate for my school in Holland. I’m also following lectures, and with those lectures there are a lot of assignments. I can do this assignments, but I don’t think that I will have enough time to do my research for graduating. And than I have to consider why I came here. Those two rabbits are simply to much. And at this point I hope I learned something from the last time; I have to let go of one rabbit, so I can focus to just chase the other rabbit.

Have you figured out the second head fake?

My answer is no, I did not. I don't even know what that means. It is really hard to be bad at English, while having conversations in English, making assignments in English and read in English. But while practicing I will learn it. That’s why I take this challenge. I think it must be hard for a lot of people here in South-Africa. Because for the most residents English is not their native language, so I'm sure I am not on my own. But still I am struggling, even when I’m not on my own.

So can anyone explain to me what it means?

Tuesday 7 August 2012

About getting petrol


Every time when I drive my car I am looking at the petrol meter. Most people want their tank to be full and don't like to see the meter going into the red zone. But when I am coming close to the red zone I will drive some extra kilometers to get their sooner. Because when the meter is touching the red zone; It means that I am going to do something really nice! Yes, I can go to the petrol station! You must be wondering why; “Going to the petrol station isn't that great, you have to pay a lot for petrol and it costs time. Do you have a crush on the petrol boy or something?” No, I think getting petrol in South-Africa is a luxury treatment. It is just like you go to the beauty salon. You just drive to the pump, park you car, and you don't even have to park it on the right side. You give your keys to the petrol boy, lets call him Sheun. You tell Sheun which petrol you're car wants and how much you want to spend. And than you can sit back and relax, while Sheun is checking oil, water, cleans your windows, measures the tires. Than when the tank is as full as you like, I am still wondering how they do it so precisely, you can still stay in the car while paying. Its great! And off course; I don't want Sheun to put my tank full of petrol, because it will take too long before I can come back. After paying I have a sad moment because I'm leaving the petrol station. But first I thank Sheun and give him a couple Rand. But when I'm driving I feel so relaxed and I know that I can handle the rest of the day. Thank you Sheun!

SA ♥ BB

The first time I walked into CPUT and my class, I noticed that everyone has a BlackBerry. And they love them, boy they do! There is nothing better than a BB and according to them; I am nothing without one. The funny thing tho, in Holland, where I come from, BBs were hot seven years ago. Reitze, the father of a good friend of mine had one when they were just invented. I thought black berry is a strange name. 'Zwarte bes' if you translate it to Dutch. I still think it's a weird name. I never liked them and I never had one. But they were very hot in Holland, were very hot. These days you are only 'aloud' to have one, if you are in high school. My question now is; didn't Apple bring their Iphone to South-Africa? And Google their Android? Does is take that much time to get it here? Or did they already introduced it here, but no one will buy it because they love BlackBerrys that much? Someone?

I am...

I am Helmine. I am studying communications... in Holland. I am now an exchange student at CPUT. I am going to do research in Capetown for my study in Holland. I am also following lectures. I am in South Africa for 5 weeks now. I am still thinking about the first month I stayed in Houtbay. I am still enjoying the views and the people I met there. I am now living in Observatory in a international students house. I am wondering if I can go to the university on bicycle. I am also going to follow a lecture called media studies. I am supposed to write blogs for this lecture. I am now posting one. I am delighted to do this. I am looking forward to meet you, Marian Pike. I am going to see you on Tuesday.