Climbing Table Mountain for fun and fulfillment to what appeared to be a test of resilience and control of the mind … Besides being a social call, an infusion of exploring the Cape Colony, to grasp the beauty of the Cape from a Mountain range.
Capturing the breathtaking landscape view from the top looking down at the Harbor of the Cape, and far is the small piece of land within the ocean, that’s Robben Island.
I remember feeling the heat, till I got to a spring water falling down the rocks, opened my mouth to catch from the droplets as I struggled to climb up.
Whilst enjoying a breather underneath a shadow of a small tree looking up to the footpath ahead, still far, too steep, it had been twenty minutes already when someone mentioned we still have an hour and a half to the top of the Mountain, and that didn’t sit in well, we are unfit… but not like the two young women who joined us to take a chill. A US and Singapore born, students of the Colombia University who shared the experience of traveling to three countries as part of their psychology programs, which one of those Countries was Brazil.
We chat and I asked their experience of South Africa, one said “it’s definitely better than the reception we received in South Paolo”
and the other one: “shuu, the apartheid era was hectic, after we visited Johannesburg and learnt about the history of South Africa”
This is what I call global diversity and cross cultural context.
Management schools teaches us exactly about that, furthermore to train our mind, the abilty to deal with changes, hardship and adapting into a foreign affair.
Such Mountain climbing are most favorable to the suitable exercise for Team Building.
However somewhere in Africa, climbing mountains is a norm with citizens in seek of safe haven, the cause is different in Africa.
Somewhere in Africa, daily, a woman is forced to climb mountains with their kids in their arms and carrying baggage’s, in escape to the neighboring countries in quest of justice, in quest of life, running away from civil wars, from natural disasters, from diseases, getting raped, and tortured.
Somewhere in Rwanda, Somewhere in Sierra Leone, Somewhere in Sudan, Somewhere in Somalia, Somewhere in Madagascar, Somewhere in Libya, Somewhere in Uganda, Somewhere in DRC, Somewhere in Zimbabwe, Somewhere in Mozambique and so on…
There’s no peace and tranquillity like the fun of climbing a Mountain.
There’s no fairness like the affordability of getting into a cable car and flee.
Somewhere in Africa life is tough so are times…
What can we do to help???