Two by Two April 17 2011
Thoughts from Jennifer. Mamelodi, South Africa. April 16, 2011. Part1/2
Saturday, April 16th part 1/2Today was a low key day for Connor and Amanda, or “the kids” as I have become used to calling them since everyone seems to think that both of them are my children. For me though it was a day of errands in preparation for a dinner that we would be hosting on Sunday for the Beaded Hope ladies and their families. Despite the rain we managed to run to Cakes of Africa and Pick-N-Pay. It was much to my surprise, a day filled with new adventures (and, by now, hopefully you know how much I love an adventure). So, let’s begin with Cakes of Africa where we ordered a cake for Sunday dinner. While driving to this first stop I learned that if we did not collect our cake promptly at 10:00am as scheduled then the cake would be sold, at a lower price, to another customer. What? Now, I’m used to being able to arrive on the DAY that I order a cake but the idea that we had to arrive exactly at 10:00 to collect our cake was simply preposterous. Driving into the parking lot at Cakes of Africa I immediately noticed a queue (you know, a line) of people snaking out the door. In amazement I asked why the line of people, standing in the rain, waiting to get into the cake store. Seemingly, this is quite normal. (Mighty always says “seemingly” by the way. It’s very endearing.). When people want a cake they are willing to stand in a QUEUE in the RAIN to collect it at EXACTLY the scheduled time. When I stepped into the bakery I began to understand. In a space that was no larger than 10 feet by 15 feet was a crowd of people waiting for their cakes. No big open spaces with lots of cookies, pies and other sweets to select for yourself like we have in America. Even in France and Portugal you can at least step up to the bakery case, take a look at the options and make a selection without queues or rain. Once it was our turn we stepped up to the iron bars (where all the cakes were stashed far from reach) and told them that we had an order waiting. Yes iron bars, behind which there were at least 30 employees frantically frosting and decorating stacks (literally) of cakes.