Forgotten Towns of the Karoo - a photojournalistic essay

Day 2
17 December 2005 SATURDAY

The next morning, still in Douglas, after a very big tasty breakfast - consisting of fruit, cereal and a full English breakfast of bacon and eggs, which the ‘Ice-queen’ served to us - we reorganized the Jeep and topped up what was empty and threw out what was empty. We then set of to take a last slow cruise through Douglas to see what it looked like in broad daylight and found the centre of town in a buzz of activity. Locals where riding on bicycles, while some where standing beside street stalls laughing and socializing, others were huddled in groups below massive shady trees, but most were huddled around the seller selling Christmas gifts. We drove past quite a number of families with their little kids in prams who were walking alongside the long streets of houses.

At the petrol station we managed to find a few bags of ice to keep our drinks cold. As a I was standing in the queue, I notices who the locals were, because they all nodded to one another in a very subtle way as they walked into the convenience store besides the garage station.

With a few photographs taken, and feeling well rested and prepared for another long interesting day, we headed of to Campbell.

The distance from Douglas to Campbell was approximately 30km on the R385.