My pick of small-town South Africa
Big-city buzz is fabulous – in little doses. Small towns stole my heart a long time ago. Road trips through South Africa over many years have taken me and #him to some of the loveliest small towns. Here are some
Category: Ambles
All roads lead to De Rust
… and other true stories The Karoo dorpie of De Rust was a blip on my radar – a stopover town en route to Cape Town, a place to pause to visit the Meiringspoort waterfall, and not much more. That
Eight things I love about Rhodes Village
The road has led me to Rhodes Village in the Eastern Cape Highlands and I’m slowly getting to savour the gems in this Southern Drakensberg hamlet. It’s so lovely that I decided to share a list of my favourites with
My top tips for chasing flowers
The flowers are fading, pulling on their seedy caps to sleep for another year. After a prolonged drought, it has been a magnificent year for flowers in Namaqualand and the West Coast. We were lucky enough to see some of
Getting wild about a name
Trans the Kei is where you find the real deal Whenever I hear anyone talk about the Wild Coast, I think of the 280km shoreline of the former Transkei in the Eastern Cape of South Africa, which stretches like a
The many roads that take you there
Escape from lockdown: Travelling in the time of the coronavirus With #him, I have spent the past three weeks meandering 3,500km back and forth across the breadth of South Africa, with a mild jiggle to the north. We take time out
3 fabulous (and free) trails
Being close to nature – especially walking through it – is the number one way that I sustain myself. It clears my busy head, fills me with energy and lifts my mood. Whether it’s the physical exertion or closeness to
A Durban thrift adventure
Durban was always going to be my big challenge a mere four-something months into my year of not buying new clothes. A visit to my old hometown has always included wandering through clothing shops, picking up an item or two.
In search of the lemonwoods
Up. The thin path winds through the forest, up and up the mountain. And we keep going. V and I are searching for the grove of lemonwood trees that we’ve heard about. We’re not even sure that we are on
Back where it began
Almost 30 years ago, V and I spotted each other for the first time. We were students at Rhodes University in Grahamstown at the time, young and beautiful (as young people are). It was an instant attraction across that uncrowded