Soccer!

After generously allowing my parents an hour of rest, we scooped them up at their hotel, ate a quick dinner, and hustled off to the MTN Finals. It was the Moroka Swallows vs. the Orlando Pirates, both from Soweto, the sprawling township outside Johannesburg. We had no idea who either team was, but when we found ourselves seated in a Pirates section, we became ardent fans. Sports, like everything else here, are divided along race lines, and soccer is an overwhelmingly black sport. We fretted for a few minutes about what to do if we got lost in the huge crowd, but decided we'd have no trouble tracking each other down. I was a terrible vuvuzuela blower, and my dad put me to shame, blowing taps loudly. Apparently, we chose the right team - the Pirates won!