Mall rats
Dinner at Sandton City with AT. We went to Smith & Wollensky's which was nice, but not as good as the Eastgate S&W.
Sheesh, the number of kids missioning around Sandton and congregating in the Sandton Square (err, now the Nelson Mandela Square, how ironic) is frightening. Perhaps even more frightening is the number of 14 year olds in outfits that I couldn't even afford and who've probably done more hectic stuff in their short lives than I could've dreamed of in my 31 years. The usual story of obscenely wealthy parents getting rid of the kids for the evening by dropping them off in Sandton. Sandton has always been notorious for that, but it just seemed so much more apparent tonight.
As I always say, I love living in a large city as an adult, but I don't ever regret having grown up in a small town.
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