Those who walk…



Hitch hiking in the wild



Those who walk shall drive, a saying that I picked up from the boyfriend. When I first moved to Pretoria due to my life story off- ramping into a direction a tried hard to fight I was a pedestrian. I lived at res and had no use for a car or a man with one. I enjoyed that my legs looked amazing all thanks to the obstacle course that is the mountainous T.U.T main campus. Fast-forward to 2013 and still here I am with the hot legs and no car. I did not mind it for the longest time, my mummy is a single parent and I did not want to push so I put on my “happy thought’” hat, continued my calorie-burning life and strengthened my bond with the sidewalks of Pretoria.

I then started noticing that I had no control as to when I left a place because I had to be cautious of taxi times. I could not stay on campus for the extra hours that I required to get help with the rapist subject EconomicsIV. My friends were always giving me lifts from dance practices even when the route was out of their way. Tons of people were shocked that they saw me dance on television constantly and I was still walking. What “famous” person does that?! People started making up rumours about how rich I had become and how I was ‘ballin’”. Jesus help the little children to keep their noses out of my business.

The only truth is what I write and here it is…To say I detest walking is to be ungrateful for my good health but I'm always sweaty and sticky by the time I get to campus, my colleagues have given me the nickname Bugatti-legs because I can get to corner Pretorius and Sisulu Street from Bosman Street in under twenty minutes and my dainty dancer feet are beginning to hurt. I am also getting over the curves of burly women resting on my thighs as we sit overloaded in the taxi, the bath-time evaders and the spicy smell of armpits, the elderly who want to discuss everything under the sun when all you want is some quiet and please don't get me started on the ventilation issues!!!!

I appreciate the stories my pedestrian life has enriched me with but I'm ready for a new set of problems. I too want to gasp in despair when the news announce yet another hike in petrol, I want to see friends and family at a whim and want to be able to escape any scenario at the drop of a hat but until then I must believe that those who walk shall drive.