Spontaneity is my favourite part of life, so I jumped at the Sunday invitation to a week away beginning the following day, with people I hadn’t even met before!
One of my best friends extended a last minute invitation to me for a visit to “some place out in Magaliesburg, just outside of Johannesburg. I would be going with a friend of her’s from Uni, Chris, and his two friends, Murray and Warren, that neither of us had met before. And then one of the guys that we knew (and are very close with) from our Europe Tour just over a year ago, Kyle. Continue reading
Do yourself a favour, and DON’T ever drink an R&R. If you do, at least learn from your mistakes. And then learn from the mistake of not learning from your mistakes… I tell you this because that drink is delicious, delicious and VERY dangerous. I don’t even want to know what they put in that rum of theirs, but those Mozambique-folk use it for one hell of a party. Continue reading
Les Trois Vallées’, the Three Valleys. And I had the privilege of visiting one of these. Meribel: a traditional, yet somewhat commercial, French village, with wooden chalets and hearts on every piece of decor that you see.
We stayed with Meriski, the seven of us in a cosy chalet, where we had our own “house lady”, a charming British girl named Charlie. Meriski was great: we were collected by First Class taxi service in Geneva and taken directly to our home for the holidays. There were fresh French loaves with jars of Nutella and strawberry jame waiting for us. It was literally the best strawberry jam I had ever had.
Just the view from our bedroom window each morning
Jet d’eau – boat tour in the bitter wind
Oh no! Only a few hours in Geneva! However shall we appreciate it in such a small amount of time?! Continue reading
Note to self: passports and visas are tricky things. I have always had a British passport – my mother was born there – so I’ve pretty much never had any problems regarding visas. Until now. Well, until I tried to get into China, anyhow.
I wrote an article for the student newspaper here… It was about my Hong Kong trip. I understand that newspapers need to cut down articles that are too long, but when it’s cut down from what it was to so few words… Well, I felt that they needn’t have bothered with putting it in the edition at all. I will post about my Hong Kong trip in a blog-post form, with different pictures, pictures to be added to this article at a later stage. But here is how the article was intended to appear: (will also post the link to the edition when that becomes available again, it seems to have disappeared)
Macau is a really great way to experience a variety of different lifestyles, cultures, and nationalities, as well as giving you a clear indication of the history that remains from it’s colonization… Or at least that’s how I see it. Macau is so Asian, but then it’s also so Portuguese AND so international at the same time… And it’s technically not even part of China. You almost most certainly have to go there to understand how these cultures meet, and also how they all manage to complement each other at the same time. Macau is something else.
My final year of school was extremely busy and very fulfilling. It was a great year for the school as well, as they started incorporating decent sports tours. Although, saying this, our tour to Cape Town wasn’t much of a sports tour, it was more of a tour of Cape Town that chose us to go because we played a particular sport. And there was one or two matches here and there…
Table Mountain from the V&A Waterfront
I like to photograph. This is a collection of photographs from England, 2009, a family holiday.
“What are your drinks specials?”
“There aren’t any tonight… But all the drinks are cheap all the time anyways.”
“No, never mind, it’s fine, we’re leaving…”