Note #1: The title of this post is metaphorical. Native South Africans: Please don’t take offense.
Note #2: If you are afraid of spiders, I recommend that you do not read on. Images may be disturbing.
I love downtown Joburg. Everyone knows this. I am constantly singing the inner city’s praises and defending it against detractors. I visit the inner city as often as possible and I love discovering fun things to do there.
My grandmother, Frances Mason (aka Cooncie), loved visiting cemeteries. When I was a kid, Cooncie was always nagging me to come with her to visit our family cemetery in Richmond, Virginia. I brushed her off. To 12-year-old Heather, nothing sounded more boring than walking with Cooncie around some stupid old cemetery. I was busy with important things like playing softball, shopping at the Limited, and chasing boys.
A couple of weeks ago I went on a walking tour of Jeppestown with Ancient Secrets. Jeppestown is one of the oldest and most interesting neighborhoods in downtown Joburg, in my opinion (I once did a whole photography project about life in Jeppestown and Maboneng), so I was excited to go on the tour and learn some new things.