A cosy 'Eagle' cab ride available within minutes of a call, the sophisticated apartments, the long drive through highways and interactions at the Kingsmead Cricket Stadium rarely capture the spirit of Africa the rhythm, the country in its true elements.
A cosy 'Eagle' cab ride available within minutes of a call, the sophisticated apartments, the long drive through highways and interactions at the Kingsmead Cricket Stadium rarely capture the spirit of Africa the rhythm, the country in its true elements.
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| Zlatan Ibrahimovic with his
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With the Test match getting over within stipulated time, two of us journos visited a nearby mall to buy mobile airtime, internet data bundles, an extra air bag. Just then, the insurmountable hunt for an AC Milan jersey began, starting from the more polished market outside Woolworths shopping centre, where we found every jersey but of the club that has won most international club championships, to Queen Street, the real deal, the place where most of the thugs carry out their activities, the people groove to the beats playing from their excessively loud speakers, where the streets are buzzing.
It all began with a stranger, who too was looking for the same jersey, inviting us to 'town' for 'quick walk'. While there was the obvious desperation to get hold of the desired piece of clothing, the wise men told us to walk on the streets of Durban at our own peril, especially the area inhabited by the Zulu-speaking locals. Just then, we looked at each other and sensed a gripping experience. It was certainly that.u00a0
There were people jumping all over, trying to sell everything ranging from boots, to candy, cigarettes, and one person even offered us a haircut or dreadlocks, one of the two.
It got so desperate at a point that the stranger with us started to generalise Inter Milan for AC Milan, asking the shopkeeper to give us either jersey. The irony of it all was that visiting close to 20 stores didn't fetch us the AC Milan jersey.
