With only a layover in Johannesburg, the chance to rediscover the city will be delayed a week. Instead we are off to Capetown, and another jumble of memories floating through my mind. First trip with my mother and brother, business trips while I lived here, and visits to my in-laws after they retired to the beautiful ocean. This is the South Africa my girls know. This is where the ashes of their grandfather and grandmother have been scattered. I walk through the town where they lived, and it's as though time does spiral around on itself. I feel that I can reach out and touch them, the memories are so strong. Am I experiencing the present, or are visions of previous trips colliding with my perception?
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