Coal,logs,paper, match sticks…light the fire up. Smoke in my eyes, smell of fresh meat, mmmm gosh how i love being in the farms during easter time.
Drinks for everyone except me of cause. While people head to church and celebrate by eating fish, my family gets together and we have our own special celebration, full with food and everyone we love.
The sunset is so beautiful and the vintage cars which i hardly see in jozi, in the bundus you see them broken, striped down, wheel less or rusty.
The bundus bring family together and reminds me of where i come from.