My camera gave up on me a week ago, a few days before the world cup soccer hit our shores. i have felt like i have my arms tied up, unable to capture the beauty around me. it was just a small aim and shoot camera but i was having so much fun with it. it’s in for repairs, the prognosis not looking good. so when we ventured off to experience Cape Town on Friday night, the first night of the Fifa World Cup Soccer, i was without lens.
Luckily my friend Stephanie Loy was armed and ready… even though, as the day progressed, the shots got blurrier.
The walk to the stadium was amazing. we watched the first game (mexico versus our boys Bafana Bafana) at Fireman’s Arms, a pub in town, and I normally would never go there but that’s where it was being watched. Below is us captured on camera for a local Afrikaans newspaper
the walk to the stadium (where wentto watch Uruguay play France) from Fireman’s Arms took us about 45 minutes. There was much to distract us on the way. Artistes on stilts, Cape minstrels dancing and singing, banjo in hand, stacks of stalls along the way such as the vetkoek (pie) paleis (palace), malay food, kosher food, halaal food, south african food, hotdogs, burgers, it was a street food carnival.
everyone was so festive. i bumped into so many people I knew or I had walked past in my life in Cape Town. That night they greeted me like I was an old friend. Something about the soccer and the excitement that gets people out of their shell. makes us realise we are all one really.
couldn’t really even be writing this if not for this woman….(she insisted she be in my blog in lieu of the cost of the tickets…really)
cafes, bars and restaurants were open to all hours, the atmosphere was palpable. the game, however, sadly, dead boring – a draw between Uruguay and France
A highlight of the game however was when Thierry Henry made it on to the field…he’d been on the bench for most of the first half. He was number 12
the poor man, not only got put on the bench for most of the game but also had some bad luck with his boots. you can read about it here henry\’s shoes
finally when all the fans had left it was only us at the stadium
i like this pic of me because i look a bit thinner than usual
I think the biggest mind blow for me was actually being at the stadium. I had been at the turning of the soil, when the building of it first started, March 20, 2007, and had visited it during the build over the years, It was hard to comprehend really that this was the same place I had stood at a little over three years ago.
Well done everyone, and to the many men and women who built it, thank you. (i have such a memory of Sepp Blatter, president of Ffia once visiting the stadium half way through completion and all the workers started singing to him in Xhosa. It sounded so festive and alive, they were even dancing. But in reality they were actually singing that they are badly paid, exploited and wanted more money. Of course Blatter didn’t understand a word of the AFrican song, and kept on smiling and doing a jig to their song and even gave them the thumbs up..
ag, i love you Africa