Left Clarens for Fouriesberg, been on the road for five days now. Interesting journey ahead…
Blog posts: Road Trips
While in the eastern Free State, we took a drive to Rustler’s valley, which had a big colourful sign outside claiming it was “CLOSED!”
I think I was the first and only woman to ever be on one of those fishing dows…
Staring out to sea, I suddenly saw everything in a different light. It was early morning, the dhows were going out and I had just been stung by a wasp.
Why? I ask, why have I chosen the life of the city over the places I have just experienced?
Stressed, very stressed.
One would assume that we’d have been very unenthusiastic about traveling today but I’m happy to say that it didn’t even cross our minds.
Yesterday we hiked 14 kilometers in the rain, struggling to keep our camera gear dry, chasing baboons across treacherously slippery rivers, attempting to capture the magnificence of a mountain range shrouded in mist.
I can’t help but think about how impatient South Africans are as travelers and how they would rather jump on a plane and fly overseas for a holiday.
It’s wet, its cold.wet. Today we were supposed to go pony trekking, as soon as I exposed the camera, the heavens just closed and started pouring down with rain, Murphy’s Law; I suppose.