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
Real-life journeys of discovery and reinvention
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
When life deals you lemons, the saying goes, make lemonade. In the Eastern Cape, we have our own version: when it’s windy, fly a kite. And watch the march of the sand dunes. As for the lemons … well, eat
It’s Saturday on Freedom Weekend. My body is tired after this back-breaking work of digging out weeds, grass and other invasive stuff from the aloe garden. So I am happy to pounce on V’s suggestion that we drive to Chintsa