Showing posts with label soweto. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soweto. Show all posts

Wednesday, 21 August 2013

Mandela Unite at the FNB Stadium

It's difficult to describe just how important Nelson Mandela (or Tata Madiba as he is more affectionately known), is in South Africa. He's a national hero, an inspirational figure, someone who changed the world. He is so many things it's difficult to know where to start. His name is often attached to many events, such as Mandela day which is dedicated to volunteering and donating your time to the community, Mandela Month and Mandela Unite which has similar fund-raising intentions and is dedicated to sports and culture.


On the weekend of 17th August there were numerous events in Joburg held under the Mandela Unite banner - by far the largest was the Sports and Culture Day at the FNB Stadium (also known as Soccer City) in Soweto. The day boasted a 'legends' football match where great Italian players of years gone by, played against their ageing South African counterparts. This was followed by a pretty lack lustre match between the Bafana Bafana (South Africa) 2nd football team and Burkina Faso's 2nd/3rd team players. Bafana Bafana won 2-0. We missed it. Nobody was disappointed.

The real highlight of the day which everyone had turned up for though was the rugby - the South African Springboks versus Argentina. The match was part of the Four Nations tournament (Argentina, Australia, New Zealand and South Africa) and this being a rugby obsessed nation it was not difficult to fill the massive 95,000 seater stadium.

We arrived at the FNB after having a few drinks in town by taking the free Metrorail train shuttle which had been organised specially for the event. The Metrorail has a reputation for being a bit dangerous at times (apparently), although thankfully (unless that is you were trying to sneak in a can of beer on the way) the train was full of cops.

Metrorail view: The colours of the stadium match quite well with the wintery Highveld
Gah, so excited to be here!
I've seen a few famous stadiums in my time (San Siro in Milan and the Luzhniki stadium in Moscow stick out particularly in my mind), but the FNB is by far the most beautiful. It was built for the 2010 World Cup and is designed to resemble a calabash (a type of African pot or gourd). It is seriously impressive and has one heck of an atmosphere. It's typically South African - festive and friendly. Practically everyone was kitted out in the vibrant Springboks colours, and yes there were a lot of vuvuzelas around. We skipped on the chance to buy one, but did instead have ourselves branded with Mandela Unite/Springboks face paints.





In the end the match itself was so hopelessly one-sided as to become just a backdrop for friendly banter and beer drinking. The Springboks won 73-13. We enjoyed the fried chicken and the cold beers in clever stacking cups. There were Mexican waves and a lot of jumping around and flag waving. In fact the atmosphere was so fun it took us a while before we noticed that someone had gently been through our pockets and stolen our phones...doh!


This man is carrying 8 pints in one hand - what a pro!

In Africa you're never far from fried chicken
Following the sports came the culture. The sound was unfortunately atrocious and we left after about 20 minutes. There were apparently some reasonably famous musicians from across Africa in attendance, but an hour past the sports and the stadium was already half empty.


Getting back to town was not as straightforward as arriving. The next train wasn't leaving for another two hours, so we instead hopped on the Rea Vaya bus. The route took us through the CBD before turning off to travel through Troyeville, Yeoville and Hillbrow. It seemed to take forever and for a moment when we were the only people still on it we were starting to worry we would get dropped in the seriously bad part of town. Fortunately we eventually tumbled out of the bus in the dark at the safety of Park Station and stumbled off for a drink in a nearby bar. 

We still haven't decided which local football team we want to support - the Kaiser Chiefs or the Orlando Pirates. However, one thing is for sure - we have to choose soon! The football season is starting up again and I cannot wait to go back and enjoy the electric buzz of the FNB Stadium again.

Wednesday, 7 August 2013

07.08.2013 Vilakazi Street, Soweto

For the last weekend of my in-laws visit to South Africa I was quite insistent that it would be a good idea to take a drive down to Vilakazi Street in Orlando West, Soweto and have some lunch. I'm pretty sure everyone had this terrible image of us getting lost in the wrong part of town (like when I was directing us through Alexandra instead of around it the previous week). But, this time I really did some thorough research, had very reliable directions - and hey, guess what? - Vilakazi Street actually has brown tourist signs pointing it out from the road so it is very easy to find.


Orlando's famous cooling towers

Soweto is by far the biggest township in South Africa and has always been the most politically active too. Vilakazi Street and the nearby Hector Pietersen Memorial Museum are probably Soweto's most popular tourist sights and give a very easy introduction to the area if you want to come under your own steam and just hangout. As a white tourist it's easy to feel uncomfortable here with events of recent history pounding in your ears - but, please don't let your self-consciousness bring you down. Soweto is a large, lively city in its own right, with very rich and very poor areas as well as a sizeable middle-class and as friendly people as you will meet anywhere. And if you start feeling all weird about standing out as the only white dudes in sight...remember this is Africa and statistically speaking that's actually how it should normally be all the time - embrace it!


The Kaiser Chiefs are one of Soweto's two major football teams (their rivals being the Orlando Pirates)

Vilakazi Street's claim to fame is that it has produced two Nobel prize winners - Nelson Mandela and Desmond Tutu. Although Rev. Tutu lives in Cape Town, he still has his second home here for when he visits Johannesburg. Mandela's house just up the road was made into a museum a few years ago by Winnie Madikizela-Mandela who lived here for many years. It was also from Vilakazi Street that the school children of Soweto marched in 1976 in protest against the imposition of Afrikaans as the language of education. Hector Pietersen (aged 13), who was one of the first of hundreds to be killed as police violently attacked the protest, was shot just a few blocks up the street from Mandela's house.

There are various heritage trails which you can follow from Vilakazi Street with helpful info signs explaining the events which took place here under apartheid and why. The trails are well sign-posted so it is very difficult to get lost (despite the fact that most streets in Soweto confusingly look almost exactly the same) making this an easy self-guided history stroll before you head to one of the popular restaurants that also line Vilakazi.


A memorial showing the kids of the 1976 Soweto uprising facing off against police with viscous dogs 
This poster outside the Mandela House Museum had messages for Mandela on his 95 birthday. This one was one of my favourites: "I drove freely across town, I live where I want and not where I have to. All because of you and other heroes!"

Seeing as we were here it seemed only right that we should pay our 60 Rand to visit Mandela's home. The Mandela house is a classic 'matchbox' township house with three rooms, an outside toilet and surrounded by a small plot of land. I have to admit I was a little disappointed not to find a complete replica as to how the house would have been before Mandela was sent to Robben Island - I visited so many 'museum homes' of famous people in Russia and they were always like that, quite atmospheric. However, the minuscule size of the house makes it impossible to set the place up exactly as it was when the Mandela family lived here, especially with at least 15 people wandering around it at any given time.

Instead the house is filled with various items given to the Mandelas by well-wishers from around the world. There is a whole cabinet of honorary degrees, loads of pretty things donated by world leaders, photographs and some great posters. There are a few items of original furniture remaining and a cabinet containing some of Nelson Mandela's writings from prison (he has lovely handwriting, but I guess to save paper he wrote very small). 


Mandela stoep




We didn't make it all the way over to the Hector Pietersen Museum (I think by this point in their holiday the in-laws had already overdosed on apartheid history) but we did pass the memorial marking the place where he was shot (not to be confused with the other main memorial near the museum). It was covered in graffiti which made me feel very sad.


The monument reads: "Hector Pietersen, a 13 year old school boy, was shot and died at this corner during a clash between the police and students in the uprisings against Afrikaans as a medium of instruction."

Finally we got down to the sitting and chilling on a nice terrace business (which was my whole objective of coming down here on a weekend in the first place). We settled outside under the trees at Sakhumzi (watch out for the pigeons pooing!) with some beers and watched the world go by. If you are hungry, they have a massive all-you-can-eat buffet thing for 90 Rand. All's said and done this is a tourist restaurant and is relatively quite pricey, but it's got atmosphere, great local food and one of the most prestigious locations in town - right next to Desmond Tutu's backyard. 




Getting There:

By Car: We went by car and it was surprisingly straightforward. You need to get on the Soweto Highway in the south of the city. After some kilometres and after passing the motorways and old mining slag heaps you will eventually come to a big roundabout. You need to take a left here heading down Klipspruit Valley Road. The Hector Pietersen memorial will be signposted second on the right (Pela Street) and Vilakazi Street third road also on the right. Go up a short distance on this third road (Kumalo road) and you will see Vilakazi as the third street on your left. You can park at the bottom of the street or drive up to find another small car park. Some young 'car guards' will watch your car for you and you can give them 5 Rand or so for the service when you leave.

By public transport: The Rea Vaya bus route F4 passes straight through Vilakazi Street. You can pick up the bus from the Main Street stop in Johannesburg CBD. The Rea Vaya website has a helpful route map which points out all the relevant sights along the way.