Spent almost the entire day today with computers, sorting out the network and some other issues at Woza Moya. It was almost exactly like being at work, except it started and closed with a Zulu prayer, everytime I looked out the window I could see the verdant valley below, and at the end of the day, as the thunderstorms came up the hillside, I felt like I had done something useful which would directly help people out. Woza Moya is an Aids NGO which helps distribute anti-retrovirals and has food, legal and youuth programs for the people in the valley. Here is the team of people I was working with:
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Although I have lived most of my life in Africa, I have spent the last 10 years on other continents: Asia, Europe and North America. At the end of 2008 I came back to South Africa for an extended stay. This blog is about my experience in getting back to grips with a complicated country that I still call home.
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