SOUTH AFRICA

In Black And White, Dark And Light
We were robbed in broad daylight in one of the safest areas of Cape Town–a stealthy attack that knocked the boys down and made them scream. The scene of the crime was a beach that seemed made of powdered sugar at the southern tip of Africa, the Atlantic Ocean crashing on one side, Indian on the other. Our new friend Lisa was with us, a lovely, tall Canadian we met in Argentina who owns a house in South Africa with her Scottish husband Gordon. Her two little boys were walking ahead with Griff and Ado, sharing a bag of popcorn while I snapped photos from the top of some sun-bleached wooden stairs that led to the sea.Suddenly, a black blur streaked across the sand; my shutter clicked as a large baboon ambushed the boys,snatching the popcorn bag with outstretched humanistic hands that convinced me that somewhere along the line we share a common…Read more…