Do you remember the beginning of September when you were in primary school? It was always a festive occasion! We dressed up in colour clothes (looking back, I’m pretty happy that we called it “American Day” rather than that stupid other phrase “Civvies Day” but let’s not get into that…) and there was a little […]Read more "Let’s Play some Jozi Bingo with KLM"
“Welcome to the Penh my friend, big city in the kingdom of wonder, where all the streets are numbered and when it rains it thunders, them smiles stay infectious, chaps asleep in their cyclos or pushing a Lexus.” – Gobshite and Prolyfik At the corner of 232 and 111 and around the corner from Town […]Read more "Jozi Sunset: The Parktonian Hotel"
So let’s list what I took to Oppikoppi: No towel No thermal underwear No warm jackets No blanket No alarms (and no surprises) No water No food No buff (what the hell is a buff anyway?) No ticket (HAHA! But okay, I sorted that one out) No booze No toilet paper No cap No flux […]Read more "Oppikoppi 2013: The Dust that made up the Hours of Bewilderbeast"
One of my favourite authors is Nick Hornby. He loves music. A lot. So he is kinda like me. Except his love for music goes ridiculously deep and I don’t think I can compete with him. But I will get there one day. His first novel was called “High Fidelity” which was made into a […]Read more "Woodlands Healing Spa: Change and Breathworks"
I love public transport. It’s mostly because it’s based around people. People are powerful beyond their own belief and any situation that aims to bring as many people as possible together in a natural setting, benefits from the collective power of all these people. I’ve been to quite a few cities and towns around the […]Read more "Inner City Musings: Taxi to the City"
You look quite tired. Rough weekend? Bru, it was insane! Haha! What you do? Eish! Soweto Choon the story Bru! Okay I will choon you. So you know a few weeks ago I went on a tour at like 9am. Eish, that was hectic. We finished off the night before at around 5 or something […]Read more "Soweto: A Conversation"
There’s definitely something about train tracks… But we have weird train tracks which don’t look weird to us due to the fact that we are so used to them. South Africa is home to something called Cape Gauge. Named after a town in Switzerland (just not really), Cape Gauge was a calculated choice made by […]Read more "Being Hip in Braamfontein: Instawalk – Across the Tracks and Nelson Mandela Bridge"