As we returned from the Reformation worship back into Windhoek, I couldn’t help myself but record what we were passing by. I’ve often been struck by watching people and their lives. I sometimes get caught wondering – what are these people’s live like? How is my life different? How is it the same? I’ll probably have no idea about the stories of the people who live in these structures, but I’m sure it would be interesting – even if they insisted that it wasn’t.