Jo'burg

Driving on the highway into Jo'burg this afternoon we had a bit of a fright. A man was flashing his id from a car to the right lane of us and motioning us to pull over. We were unsure of what to do but in the end the car pulled in front of us and stopped. The man got out and came to the drivers window on the verge side of the Landy (its a left hand drive). Duncan wound down the window a little and the man flashed his id as he explained in a friendly manner that he was special police with the airport we had just passed and needed to see our id, we werent from Zimbabwe were we? When I asked to see his id more closely he demanded to know where we were from and to see our passports. I reached up for the photocopies of our passports we keep tucked into the passenger side sun visor and again requested to see his id more closely before handing over the information. The man started shouting that we had to give him our passports and I said I'd be happy for them to follow us to the nearest police station where they could see our id. I was pretty skeptical about his story as most law officials dont start yelling at you, and why would special police from the airport want anything to do with an overland vehicle. Still shouting at us, he grabbed at the handle of Duncan's door (unlocked) and yanked it open. Duncan grabbed it back, locked it and we drove off, shaken. I guess they saw the foreign number plates and thought we'd be an easy Sunday afternoon mark. We're just here to go to the place that made the roof tent for some bits and pieces before pressing on towards Springbok. I'm not feeling inspired to get out and about.