
My experience of HIFA in 2015 was overshadowed by the xenophobic attacks of the time. South Africans attacked Zimabweans and people from other countries.
While the uniformed man at the Air Zimbabwe check-in desk captures my details, I mumble something about the shame I feel at handing over a South African passport. I spare him the direct brunt of my breathe for this banter, but I make it clear that I do feel the almost necessary shame.