I went on a mystery ghost tour with my team from work and what ghostly fun!! It started by us all meeting at the Sunnyside Park Hotel in Parktown yesterday afternoon and ended back there just after midnight. Some of us decided to meet earlier for a drink and late lunch at 4. I went to pick up some of my friends so we could travel together and one friend was very kind to make us a 80s mixed CD for our “road trip” of 30minutes to the hotel. It turned out there was like no music from the 80s (except for one Belinda Carlisle song that we skipped – sorry Belinda!) with mostly 90s and 00s and some of the artists not even born yet in the 80s but it was fun and we arrived just after 4. As JB would say: “My bad!” The tour started at 7 and we were about 20 people. Shame, we didn’t have the greatest tour guide and she sometimes forgot her lines and had to go look for her notes and was nervous. Some of the script wasn’t particularly well written with misguided facts, incorrect word choice and lots of sexual innuendo which caused a great deal of laughter through some very “sad” stories. It was however great fun. The tour took us to places like Moyo at Zoo Lake where we got to play with metal rods by the water and hear of people touching knobs – eh door knobs. We drove through town where we got flashed by some street girls – nice (NOT!). We stopped at places like the Kensington sanatorium, Constitution Hill, the High Court and Jeppe Boys High which caused the greatest amount of laughter due to the story told of the two men from Queenstown – Dickie and Fritz, whose paths just kept crossing from their upbringing in Queenstown to their teaching at Jeppe Boys and them dying together in action while away at war with gates erected in their honour so that they could still meet as friends as the gates close. That particular story alone made the trip worthwhile because we were all crying with laughter due to some very wrong word choices. We got out at some of the stops such as Kensington Castle, which is a privately owned home, so we couldn’t go in but could watch from the street, we stopped at Devonshire hotel for drinks and a ghostly story in the dark room and again at Troyville hotel for drinks before we went to Braamfontein cemetery where we got to walk among the graves in the dead of night – a first for me. It is an old cemetery, developed during 1887 that is closed for new burials except if you have a family grave. There are notable graves of the founders of Johannesburg, soldiers of different wars and Enoch Sontonga, the composer of Nkosi Sikelel’ iAfrika. It was a great evening and it was fabulous to see the city at night and drive through town with a lot of us reminiscing of old times when we went clubbing or raving in that neck of the woods. Most fun!!