I was met with a lot of love in Cape Town.
The story of how I met Joe is a long one, so in a nutshell:
I had a meeting about 40 min away from Cape Town so like the city girl I am I had it all planned out, jump on the train then grab a taxi from the train station to the office park about 5 km away.
Easy.
However I was in Africa and a thirty min train ride lands you basically in the middle of
nowhere, to my delight there was a shipping container acting as an office for the local taxi company when I enquired about actually hiring a taxi I was met with a blank stare and “A taxi? No not here, you would be better off to catch the train back to Cape Town and get one from there”
My meeting was to start in 15 minutes.
Enter stage right Joe, who runs a recycled building yard the only thing near by. He kindly agreed to drive me to where I needed to be, waited for me to have my meeting and drove me back to the station (we got lost on the way, had the wrong address and the only phone number I had was for the companies office in Namibia)
Joe is a beautiful man who started his business two years ago with €200 euro and a lot of love, two years previously to opening the yard Joe survived a car accident that lead to him losing his architecture business that employed over thirty people and supported his wife and two children.
My meeting was a success but somehow I suspect this meeting with Joe was the one I was really was ment to have.
I returned a couple of weeks later to photograph him at work.
