The Bo-Kaap is an area of Cape Town, South Africa formerly known as the Malay Quarter. It is quintessentially a Township, situated on the slopes of Signal Hill above the city centre and is an historical centre of Cape Malay culture in Cape Town
I thought I was in Ukambani (a Bantu ethnic group who live in the semi-arid Eastern Province of Kenya ) when I landed in Bo-kaap. Their love for colors is unmatched and so I have this suspicion that the occupants of Bo-kaap are direct descendants of chief Kivoi!! at every stweet you hexpect to ear a ‘igh pitched voice saying “waaacha … we museo?” or some ‘Ngulu Mwelela’ playing somewhere 🙂
THE KAMBA ALPHABET(In Kamba Colors)
A FOR HUNDERWEAR (Underwear), B FOR Mboy (Boy), C FOR CEENAKI (Snake), D FOR NDAMBILIU (W), E FOR HEATING (Eating), F FOR Faluamble (valuable), G FOR, NGONJIAS (Gorgeous), H FOR ONI (Horny), I FOR ICCUPS (Hiccups), J FOR NJUIS (Juice) K FOR KLISTOVER (CHRISTOPER), L FOR LEMBO (Label), M FOR MBULO (Bro) N FOR NGILINI (Green), O FOR HOMBIT (Orbit), P FOR FACKING (Parking) Q FOR KWININE (Quinine), R FOR LAIS (Rice), S FOR SONJA (Soldier)
T FOR TOMU (Tom), U FOR YULAINO (Urinal), V FOR FENGETEMBOS (Vegetables) W FOR SII “NDII” (See D), X FOR ENZEL (Excel), Y FOR WHAE (Why), Z FOR NZEKISI (sexy)
Mutua,Dexter,Nzembi – I found your relations!!
I recently published my 100th image on my ‘Nikita Chronicles’ album and for the rest of this week I will blog my 16 favourite images from that album; Thanks to all yea who have inspired me thus far and continue to do so through your comments, criticism, models etc 1 love! this is the 2nd of 4 posts:
Naked and Unashamed
At creation, Adam and Eve “were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed.” Before their sin, Like little kids, they made no connection between nudity and sexuality. However, because of their transgression they became aware of their own nakedness. Their sin and sense of shame caused them to think differently about their bodies.
Wilderness Beach, Western Cape
“Aaaawww…cute! Such innocence…..makes me want mine back” kbaab
“sweeeeeeet kids! at wilderness beach..” Wangeci Gathua
Roger Gachago, Jackie Pepeno and Jean Githaiga like this.
 Higher Learning
If you ever studied at the University of Cape Town, Jammie steps were your everyday exercise. 100 or so steps everyday to get to class in pursuit of a higher education (And all the health freaks said “Oo yeaaah!!”) Seeing all these students … future architects, engineers, artists, politicians, fraudsters, hackers etc … carrying bag-loads of books going up makes for a scene pregnant with potential (and all the latest trends in fashion). Everyone wants to study here, and esp lots of Kenyans do their Masters and PHDs here …
Any journey starts with a small step in the right direction…For those in UCT, the library couldn’t have been placed at a better position. Keep stepping!!! da gud doc.
 Someday when am 90 (part 2)
… then again sometimes you don’t want to grow old. You want to be the boy in the lake
 The Cobra at sunset
Ratanga Junction: More than 30 attractions including 24 rides ranging from kiddie rides to family rides and thrill rides for the more intrepid adventurers. One of the most challenging of the rides is The Cobra, a suspended looping coaster which catapults riders from a height of 34m along 910m of track at up to four times the force of gravity and speeds of close to 100km per hour. Adding to the thrill of the ride is the suspension of riders beneath the track, feet flying free. This ride is not for the faint-hearted (like me) … but I can take pictures of it
The remains of human-made architecture: structures that were once complete, as time went by, have fallen into a state of partial or complete disrepair, due to lack of maintenance or deliberate acts of destruction. I took this pictures in Bokaap, Cape Town, formerly known as the Malay Quarter. It is quintessentially a Township, situated on the slopes of Signal Hill above the city centre and is an historical centre of Cape Malay culture in Cape Town
The Bokaap ruin,
The door to nowhere: When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us
Back in the day people actually talked to their neighbours next door or across the street. What changed?!! Does the gal next still exist?! And do people still borrow tomatoes, salt and onions? DO we even know who our neighbors are?!
How much time and money we spend on material possessions … houses that cannot stand the test of time, which in time fall into a state of ruin but have no time or money for family and friends?!
Cape Town is called the “Mother City” due to the highly expressive vocabulary of the local dialect (in which the words “your mother” features regularly) and also that it takes 9 months to do anything in this sleepy hollow. This is according to the tongue-in-cheek website, Uncyclopedia.org