These local farmers are attending a course on biodiesel by Alensys, the owner of the plant. Because the farmers are the future buyers or users of the fuel, Alensys makes an effort educating them. Here they are inspecting the engine of the biodiesel run car of the plant to see how the engine holds up.

This is the very friendly hostess from the farm we were staying, with her ever big smile. It was a joy to see her enjoying the cooking every night. Here she is preparing our last meal. Behind her you can see the typical South African braai (barbecue).  

The shopping mall in Soweto. The guy who owns it started with no more than a bike. The African version of paperboy turns millionaire. Carlo took us here to show us that you can feel at ease in Soweto. And I did. It was too bad we couldn’t stay for the party there was going to be that night.

This is the farm where we were staying in Bothaville; the only house in the vicinity of six kilometers. The contrast between this and the 7 million people or more that live in Soweto could not be bigger. It is whole another world, only a three hour drive away.

I really enjoyed this part, Aldert and I in the back of the ‘bakkie’ (the pick-up truck). We drove between the plant and the farm and we would sit in the back. The people in the area really didn’t know what they were seeing: two black guys driving and two white guys in the back. You don’t see that often here in South Africa, and we loved it, because it is not allowed back home.

René van Dalen