I love my city!

“I had a great weekend!” I proclaimed rather exuberantly to anyone that offered up the perfunctory “How was your weekend?” Monday coffee time banalities. Well, to be honest, the lady washing up the tea cups in the communal kitchen didn’t ask, but I thought she should know in any case. So, where to start? Perhaps at the beginning, but who likes convention, perhaps not even convention itself (I imagine it sitting in a dark corner listening to REM, filled with self-loathing), but I digress. Yes, back to my wonderful weekend. Perhaps I was still high on the vibe from the Rise and Shine festival held at Sandton Central Park this past Saturday; local music showcasing phenomenal talent, beautiful weather and friendly hippies strolling around barefoot, yeah, that was a great afternoon. Unfortunately, I only caught the last few hours of the festival, getting there just in time to catch Tailor and her amazing set (not hard to see what that SAMA nomination was all about!). I did have to walk passed a few slumbering festival goers, although the barrage of bright yellow plastic Obikwa bottles seemed to form a protective shield against stray feet and unwanted toes, so they nestled peacefully until Desmond and the Tutu’s came on stage. Before I get to “Desmond and the mother flippin Tutu’s” I have to give Naming James an honourable mention, although they deserve so much more! Talk about stage presence, these guys absolutely killed it at the festival and I for one, cannot wait to catch them in action again.  Naming James totally set the scene for the last act of the day, ending their set by sharing the stage and a massive crowd sing along (laa laa laa, la, la, la or some version of that…). The Desmond and the Tutus set revealed my innermost groupie self and I crazily ran backstage to meet the band of boys who have better hair than I do. Perhaps what was even better than the set they played was how humble and down to earth they were, posing for pictures and chatting to the somewhat inebriated hippies. I felt a sense of accomplishment leaving the festival with both my shoes on (a few hapless souls stumbled out unshod) and as I clutched my new Desmond and the Tutus T-shirt and my blindingly yellow Obiwa squeezy bottle, I turned to catch the most beautiful Sandton sunset. The philosophical me would have stopped to say that the colours were painted in the sky to remind us of the beauty in diversity, a true representation of the festival goers but luckily the buzzing of a WhatsApp message stopped my musings short and I took a picture of the prettiness instead…

I must admit that I did feel lucky to have caught not only a beautiful sunset but also to have seen the sun stretch it’s arms out wide, yawn and then bit by bit show itself to the world that very same morning, but more on that in another post. For now I want to talk about the Sheds@Fox, if you’re reading this and have never heard of it, or have heard of it but never been(tsk tsk), then do yourself a favour, GO! Now, this is inner city Joburg and if you think that’s brave for a Durban born girl like me, you’d probably be right and wrong. Okay, I did discretely tuck my phone under my leg when we stopped at the street lights on route and I did wonder if I had made the right decision to spend a Friday night driving around the city but when our final destination was in sight, I knew that I would love it. Perhaps what I love the most about the Sheds, apart from the food (it’s “Oh my goodness” delicious) or the chilled vibe, is the fact that a place like the Sheds reminds us of how much our city has to offer. In any case, the Sheds have a much better description of their offerings than I do (http://www.1fox.co.za), so go check it out, you won’t be disappointed.

Published by Denira Varma

I am, if nothing else, a perfect example of the dichotomy that exists in every one of us. I seek adventure, yet I long the grace of long days spent reading in a quiet treed spot. I am hedonistic but pragmatic. I long to create yet I burden myself with thoughts that I am not worthy. I started this blog to share part of me, my thoughts and experiences.

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