About a month-and-a-half ago I packed my bright orange pull-along for a trip I hadn’t done before. I was venturing into Africa for the first time. It actually sounds funny saying “venturing into Africa” being African and all. But, somehow, being South African I’ve always felt a bit removed from the rest of Africa, if [...]
It is the end of Travel Week on The Blog Tag. I love to travel and would love for everyone to experience it at least one time in their life. One does not need to cross country borders to travel. Exploring your own province and country is fun and exciting. Getting to know your own backyard means you can gush about it to everyone else. Even though I have been blessed with the opportunity to cross borders numerous times coming home to Cape Town is still one of the best feelings in the world.
I'll never forget the first day I stepped onto an aeroplane. So unsure of what I was to do. What was expected of me. I hopped on a plane from Cape Town to Johannesburg. Sat down and buckled up immediately. Then it happened...Lift-off.
New York is an ever-changing city. For this Capetonian there are simply too many people. But...the architecture...That I love.