You will notice each other: no matter the hue of your skin or the lilt of your accent. Perhaps it is a longing in our eyes, or the curve of our spines where they take root in our soil. Africans traveling gravitate toward Africans. Our souls call out to one another, despite our warring ancestors.
I SAW MADONNA IN CONCERT AND IT WAS AMAZING. I feel like that one sentence may be the best I can do to describe the experience.
I can totally go without sleep for a few nights in order to soak up as much as possible. Jet lag? Doesn’t matter, I work 24 hour shifts anyway 😉
A very clear memory for me about SAS was the weight of cost during all the excitement of seeing the world. It was a monumental effort to go on SAS at all, and I wanted to walk away with something tangible I could remember, but that wouldn’t leave me broke. As people wiser than me often remind me: it’s the experiences you bring home that matter most.
5. I see someone who took a picture of an attraction.
We take pictures of the Taj Mahal and Mauna Loa and the Shwedagon Pagoda and Table Mountain and so, why not, of these adorable African children. And we post them online too, because the world must see what we saw.
Cape Town has a bug going around.
Couldn’t I at least get sick any other time, like a normal human being?! So, I pretended I wasn’t sick.
We stayed in a little place called The Shire Eco Lodge. Wooden open-plan cabins that sleep four (two in bunk beds high up in the rafters). The Shire is in the middle of the Kologha Forest, and at night you hear the whistling of the wind through the trees. It’s magical. Stutterheim is not a city. It’s hardly even a town, and it shows in the millions of bright stars at night.
While I was in beautiful Cape Town for my leave (wow, that was a long time ago), my sister and I mused about how we have access to this gorgeous country simply by virtue of being born here. “Just think,” she said, “people pay thousands of rands to see Table Mountain, and here we are, justContinue reading “Hypothesis: South African Sights for South African Vision”
I just had such an incredible weekend with a few of my fellow interns. At the beginning of the year, a second year intern told us, “If you have the weekend off, please don’t stay in town. Go do something!” So we did.
THEM: Where are you from?
ME: South Africa
THEM: Oh, we are neighbours! I will give you neighbour-price!
*proceed to give me normal tourist price*