To start our journey, we took a tour with IMzu tours departing from the aquarium at Cape Town waterfront at 13,30 costing 550 Rand per person. On arrival we was greeted by a local man named Zwai who was our guide for the day.
If you havent heard of Nyanga, Langa (Sun), and Khayelitsha (new home), they are the poorest townships in the Cape Town area, and is where the black community lived before the apartheid was abolished in 1995. The black people that lived in these townships were not allowed to enter the city of Cape Town without a 'Dom pas', which translates as 'dumb pass'and would have to present it like a passport to enter or fear being killed for punishment.
The first place we visited was Langa, where we visited a community centre that was funded by the government, and helped educate and improve skills of the local people who maybe never had a education before 1995. People in the community created a lot of art from paintings, pottery, and even made things out of old rubbish. I bought a few souvenirs here instead of the touristy markets in the town centre to try and help these poverty stricken areas.
Zwai then drove us to Nyanga which was a big eye opener, people live in shipping containers that under the heat become so hot, but they would rather live in these than risk living in a wooden shack that could be burnt down. We were invited into one of the houses, and the drinkers of the group sampled the local beer that was drank from a metal bucket and passed around.
Next Zwai took us to his local town 'Khayelitsha', but on the way we stopped for some lunch at Harare where we had a traditional South African braai (BBQ).
When arriving to Khayelitsha we met Zwei's wife who owned a hairdressers, so I decided while the other guys had a beer I would get my hair cut. They were hesitant to cut my hair as they had never cut a white persons hair before, so a panel beater that was outside ended up cutting it. Half way through my haircut a local character who was a neighbour came in to have a beer with us, and as he walked past he looked at my hair and said 'that is shit'!!! Cheers for that one mate but he wasn't wrong!
After he finished my haircut, the panel beater continued to show us his endless talent by picking up a railway track weighing 30kg with his teeth!!! I have honestly never seen anything like it.
We then continued to share drinks and food together, and it was a great way to finish a eye opening tour of the less fortunate people of Cape Town. Zwai then returned us to the City Centre where we then went to dinner together with my cricket team.