Day 9 - Sunday 22nd July 2018 - Day Off - Kaapsahooop

This morning started by going to church at St George’s Church, which is the Anglican parish church for White River. The curate gave the address and talked about our dependence as a society on social media, how life had become faster as a result. She went on to reflect that we are willing to spend many hours on our phone, doing email, responding to chat, and yet sometimes we cannot find time to spend even 2 minutes with God.

 

 

 

 

Church over and we headed off to Kaapsahoop, which is an ancient mining village at the top of a hill. The Village has many colourful wooden houses, several craft shops and a small market.

Having parked the van we went on a walk to a nearby waterfall, this involved scaling down a steep rocky slope into a wooded valley. Then up another short valley to the bottom of the waterfall. Lots of pictures were taken before we scrabbled back out of the ravine to the Village, where we visited the shops and market, before having pancakes at the pancake house.

 After dinner, we climbed up through the strange rock formations to the radio station at the top of the hill. The view from here was incredible as you could see for miles in every direction. Pictures were taken before we made our way back to the bus and back to the Hub for beans on toast, scrambled egg and sausage.

 After tea we made our way to the Wendy House for a brief session to re-orientate ourselves for the week ahead. We reflected on last week, the children we had met, the houses we had visited, the care workers we had walked along side. Mafambisa, despite Siyathuthuka existing before it, is a fairly immature care point, the care workers are still learning, and the number of care workers is still small. Tomorrow we head north to “Share”, which is a more mature and more established care point with more care workers. “Share” is also a lot more rural and so we are looking forward to a different experience. We spent a few moments in silent prayer as we brought before God those things that had made us happy, those that had made us angry, and those that had upset us in Mafambisa last week.

Vicky and Chris