Constitution Hill

Over the weekend I visited Constitution Hill (side note: for some inexplicable reason I tagged photos from the visit ‘constitutional hill’ … I’m holding thumbs that one day soon Instagram will have an after posting text editing option).
I’m really not sure why it’s taken me so long to visit this place that holds so much of our history. It’s architecturally beautiful – with amazing views over the city – and the prison and fort have been incredibly and sensitively restored.
I felt that the stark emptiness of the cells and courtyards, almost scrubbed clean, emphasised the missing collection of people that once inhabited the space.  I walked into cells expecting to hear voices, be hit by odours.  It was a harrowing morning … and yet another reminder of the places that human beings, in fear, can go.