Sunday, Mar 19. Walking tour of downtown. Some nice historical memorials and artwork. An ad-hoc discussion with a “Green Party” member. They were having a rally, which are a common occurrence. A brief, depressing walk through a seedy part of town. 

Visited a private home of a confident, casually dressed Afrikaner, who had lived for a while in Chicago. An African friend was there, dressed in a very formal traditional dress. It was a pretty extreme contrast in style. Plus a young businessman selling leather goods with his wife. And a chef. Lunch included an entree with curry and a side dish with coconut. I skipped the meal and had a discussion with the young man about rugby. The visit was fun, but the message they were trying to send was not the one I received. Port Elizabeth is the most segregated city in SA. The visit exposed a hint of why it that is true. Among other things, the neighborhood had massive security. 

After lunch we attempted to visit the penguin hospital/orphanage. Due to some kind of fun run going on, roads were closed. The effort was finally abandoned. We returned to the hotel. Some of us bought wine and snacks and camped out at the pool. I alone got into the pool. Nice, restful afternoon. In the evening some gathered at the hotel restaurant and had dinner. I bought wines that went from bad to only poor. Delicious pizza.