On Saturday, I realized how great it is to have friends. With a car. And connections))

First, the German girl, the Spanish guy, and I headed to the Neighborhood Market.

It's this place where people sell homemade (and other) food. And most importantly - they give you samples!

You try so much that you're not hungry anymore)

I tried the most delicious cheese of my life there. The cheese is actually French, but it's sold here in Africa)

It melts in your mouth... divine!

We also tried a bunch of strange products. It's an interesting place, I tell you. There's everything there) And everyone. People from all over the world.

After the market, we headed to one of the most interesting places in Cape Town.

I should mention that the Spaniard rented a car and drove us all for free)

So, we picked up a South African who promised to show us this place.

Now, a little about Townships.

South Africa is the richest country on the continent. And the most prosperous. But even here, there are areas with absolutely poor people. They don't even live in shacks, but in something resembling garages.

So, in Cape Town, such areas are called Townships. There are several of them. And we visited one of them because our South African friend's friends live there.

It's called Guguletu.

We arrived at some strange street, drove almost into the house. Externally, the building reminded me of dachas near Zlatoust)

We went into the house, I asked to use the restroom... well, what can you do?

After the restroom, a black guy, a neighbor apparently, started talking to us) He asked where we were from. Spain, Germany, and Russia, as you remember. Russia caused the brightest emotions. The neighbor said that locals call this area Russia! Because it's colder here than in others, and everyone drinks rum (!!). Well, as always)

Then they took us into the house. And a wave of nostalgia washed over me because it smelled just like our village houses back home...

I shared my feelings with everyone, and the guys started looking at me like one of their own.

Moreover, there was a guy in a Russian hat! An ushanka! Such things!))

They gave us brandy and showed us the area. Then the Spaniard made me show a traditional Russian dance and teach the guy in the Russian hat how to do it. He filmed everything, and later I'll show you my shame))

Then we went to a club, but that's another story...