There can't be many places more pleasant than Canterbury early on a Sunday morning. Here, inside the city walls, it is possible to imagine the place as it was in medieval times.
The air is fresh and crisp, save for the unmistakable waft of fish and chips. The sand is covered with a colourful mix of towels and umbrellas, the water speckled with semi-naked flesh.
It’s the economic heartbeat of South Africa, but Johannesburg is all too often seen as a place to fly in to and out of, the starting point of a journey, rarely part of the