M
Y fellow South Africans were on the move. At every major intersection from Rosebank to Fourways, there were pockets of protest.
People stood on bridges and leaned into the stream of cars beneath them, doing the twohanded wave. Placards were wafted.
Go away change.
I hooted but I was also on the move, with my own mission for the people of SA — explore the cheapest way to holiday (’cause don’t we all need some of that?); get back to Zuma. Hoot for