Potholes
It is not yet four o'clock in the afternoon but it is already dusk. The lights of my small, red rental car pierce through the darkness that soon falls. The windscreen wipers try in vain to wipe away the volume of water that falls. I am driving on Nelson Mandela Avenue, towards Bloemfontein's city centre. I am weary about the potholes I know occur in big quantities and all sizes on this road, but can't see them because of this downpour. The road looks like a river. The white road markings that should indicate the four lanes are no longer visible. They are not even visible in dry weather and bright light. They have faded away years ago. Bloemfontein on a bright day, seen from Naval Hill Bloemfontein is the judicial capital of South Africa but it seems a backward, dilapidated place. I was here a few months ago and again I see that the decay has continued. In the inner city, some streets have so many potholes that you'd better drive an SUV to navigate them safely. The pa