Twenty nine years ago today, a large crowd heaped themselves here, hell-bent on toppling a regime. There were guns and roses too! And the rest is history repeats itself.
No I won’t dwell on that malarkey. The world is too noisy as vuvuzela. All I want is a quiet walk in the city.
For this is the best time for photography — street photography — on this side of the Earth. I think one will never get to really appreciate February morning light and air unless he steps outside with a camera.