I got the most amazing surprise on Friday afternoon. My best friend Emily phoines to say that she is back in South Africa from London. Was a huge shock, because although she has a Britich passport and can come and go as she likes, she was only meant to come back in November. Emily is one of the most adaptable, positive and make-a-go-of-it people I know, and yet she said she was back because she had "had enough." She's certainly not paranoid.
I asked her why.
SA percieves the UK as a greener pastures sort of place, because of wonderful things like public transport, less poverty, the exchange rate and earning pounds, and of course, the Brits.
So why is she back 9 whole months early?
Well, for someone with work experience, and she's actually British, she could only get a shitty job doing something she hated, which couldn't pay for rent. She slept on a couch for 3 months in Wimbledon without even unpacking her suitcase. Now maybe that's her fault, who knows, but it didn't sound fab.
She also said she felt unsafe a lot of the time. I found this odd, because Johannesburg is DEFINATELY less safe than London. Thing is, most of the crime happens in the city and in the townships, due to poverty. Whereas, in London, people that are poor or that have babies can just live off the dole. She said she felt unsafe, especially on the tube. Then the final straw happened, and she packed her bags and came back home. This story is crazy. It gives me goosebumps whenever I think about it.
Emily's friend Sarah had to take the last tube home at like 11:45 pm or something like that. She was on her own, and like most girls, thought, "Do I get into a carriage that's empty, or do I get into one with people in it?" She got into one that had two guys and a girl in it.
The two guys sat with the girl in between them, and Sarah felt a little uncomfortable, there was an unmistaken tension in the air, and it felt a little dodgy.
But she sat down, and noticed that the two guys were very much on edge, and the girl just sat and stared at Sarah. She just didn't stop staring.
Just then, an oldish guy climbed on and sat next to Sarah. After a minute, he turned to her andf whispered in her ear, "Get off at the next stop."
Frightened and confused, Sarah panicked and and jumped off at the next stop. The old man ran after her and caught up with her saying, "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm a doctor."
He continued: "That girl had been strangled. She's dead. Those men were holding her up. There were bruises around her neck and she wasn't breathing."
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?? If that guy hadn't got into the tube, Sarah probably also wouldv'e died, because those guys had to get rid of the body somehow.
I've heard bad stories about the tube, metro, subway, you name it, but nothing like this.