17 May 2010 - While in Johannesburg, I participated in an African drumming session. It was great fun, and amazing to hear the power and beat of more than hundred drums. I felt it was impossible to sit still. The session was led by a master-drummer, who joked about the criminal record of his home-city. At the start of the session he advised us to all take of our rings and bracelets, and kindly hand them over to him. A silence followed - the cheeky smile said it all. It is a stupid joke, but I laughed anyway.
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