By Kojo Richman
My trip to Durban was meant to be a straightforward business venture. Attend the JCI Conference, cover the event, create content, and head back home. Little did I know that this coastal city had a different plan in store for me. What started as a routine work assignment evolved into a meaningful experience, filled with spontaneous moments, unlikely connections, and a profound sense of presence.
Morning Rituals and Instant Prayers
Each day began with a refreshing swim in the ocean. It was my way of centering myself before diving into a day filled with panel discussions, interviews, and editing tasks. One morning, as I was swimming, a thought crossed my mind – “I wish I could play soccer on the beach.” To my surprise, just minutes later, I spotted a group of guys setting up a game. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the swift response from the universe.
I approached the coach and asked if I could join the game. Despite the initial lack of response from the players, I soon realized that they were deaf and mute. We played without the need for words, just pure movement and connection. It was a beautiful reminder that presence transcends language barriers.
The Chaos of Creation
Amidst the hustle of editing our content, disaster struck – our laptop broke. With a cracked screen and a dead battery, panic set in. However, we quickly adapted, using makeshift solutions like sellotape and borrowed chargers to get the job done. This experience reaffirmed the essence of creators – the ability to adapt, improvise, and tell the story no matter the challenges.
Evenings on the Golden Mile
Every evening, I strolled along the Durban promenade, soaking in the sights and sounds of the city. The air was filled with the aroma of sea salt, curry, and roasted mealies. Couples savored ice cream on benches, children played joyfully, and Zulu rickshaw pullers added a touch of tradition to the scene. Durban exuded a unique charm, a blend of quiet chaos softened by the gentle ocean breeze.
Malume Peter and the Wisdom of Strangers
One memorable night, I crossed paths with a car guard named Malume Peter Gumede. After guiding me to savor the best nyama mhlongo (steamed sheep brain) I’ve ever tasted, he shared insights into the city’s less polished areas. Despite the unfamiliar surroundings, Malume Peter assured me of my safety, reminding me that I was among my own people. His quiet wisdom left a lasting impact on me.
Stillness on the Water
On my final night in Durban, I embarked on a sunset boat cruise from Wilson’s Wharf. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the skyline, I found solace in the tranquil waters. In that moment of silence, I realized that sometimes, the absence of noise speaks volumes.
Final Reflections
Throughout my stay in Durban, I resided in a modest three-star hotel overlooking the sea. The rhythmic sound of the waves served as a constant reminder of grace amid the daily grind. While Durban provided me with captivating footage, it also gifted me with profound emotions. Sometimes, true content lies in the feelings evoked rather than the visuals captured.
About the Author
Kojo Richman is a visual storyteller, cultural strategist, and the founder of Sankofa Collective based in Johannesburg. Through his work, he sheds light on Africa’s essence across various realms such as business, lifestyle, travel, and events. With a keen eye for untold stories and authentic connections, Kojo uses words, film, and fashion to showcase the beauty found in everyday moments.
