I’d forgotten that being left handed was a thing, but recently I have been reminded once again that left-handers are navigating a right handed world. Continue reading
Kung Hei Fat Choy
A Squash and A Squeeze (minus the livestock)
Hong Kong is an exciting city. It’s completely different to anywhere else we’ve lived. There are things that we like, things that we love and things we’re still getting used to. One of the biggest adjustments when moving from almost anywhere else in the world to Hong Kong is the bijou nature of the accommodation. It’s shall we say….efficiently compact. Continue reading
What was Hong Kong’s Biggest Super Typhoon like?
On our expat travels we’ve experienced a few hairy moments. There have been riots, petrol shortages, a political coup, contentious elections, minor earthquakes and an unexpectedly severe hail storm in Johannesburg. Now we can add Super Typhoon to the list. Toto, we are DEFINITELY not in Joburg any more.
Untethered – Or how Expat Life is like Camping
This photo first appeared on the post Johannesburg’s Top Hikes. Credit Becci Monge.
Expats often talk about feeling like they are in limbo. Much of the limbo feeling is to do with the uncertainty that accompanies an impending international relocation. When it’s time to move on, the juggling act of trying to seamlessly line up new jobs, schools and housing with your shipment timed to arrive as you get the keys to your new pad is a mammoth task. It’s how I imagine living on quicksand might feel, all the goal posts shifting at the same time but in different directions, leaving you with a queasy sinking feeling.
Alongside limbo, I find that there is another feeling that can blindside you when you are in the throes of moving. It’s both liberating and terrifying. It’s a strange feeling of being completely detached and disconnected from the day-to-day life that you have been so busy building, a feeling of being cut loose and utterly untethered.
What do I mean by untethered and what on earth has it got to do with camping?
Out of Africa
It’s been woefully quiet on the blog front. Woefully, pitifully quiet. That’s because during the long summer break, we’ve been in transit. It was our turn to pack up, ship out and move on. After five fabulous years, the sun has set on our South African adventure. It has been a huge wrench to say goodbye.
Since those first stumbling days where one child got a little too up close and personal with a lion cub and the other innocently asked whether Nelson Mandela was the guy on the red and white KFC boxes our kids have learned, experienced and grown (quite literally, height wise they are both catching up with me at an alarming rate) an enormous amount They’ve encountered many of the wild residents of African bush, learned about the unfairness of apartheid, ridden an ostrich and can recite the alphabet in Zulu.
Penguins, Roadworks and Peeping Toms
Here are just a few of the most unusual and memorable signs we’ve encountered in South Africa. In many ways they reflect our experiences here.
- Always expect the unexpected …and in South Africa always expect wildlife, anywhere and everywhere at any time.
Could Beau Constantia be Santa’s Secret Hideaway?
Whether or not Santa spends time here, there are hills to roll down. What more could you ask for?
Have you ever wondered where Father Christmas goes to recuperate after his mammoth Christmas month? It could be anywhere really, but I have a theory that it could just possibly be Beau Constantia Vineyard in South Africa. Here’s why… Continue reading
Where are all the Old People?
Living abroad, certain differences between your home country (or wherever you’ve just moved from) and the country you have moved to are startling. They are eye-popping and jaw-dropping, immediately leaping out at you in the first days and weeks. Other differences are more subtle and take far longer to register.
I slowly noticed that one of the differences between South Africa and everywhere else I’ve ever lived is that you rarely see old people in public spaces. I don’t mean old-ER people, like the glam grannies I see hanging out at play areas or in coffee shops with their grandchildren while mum and dad are still at work. Neither do I mean the sprightly pensioners who eagerly help out with after school activities. I mean the truly elderly, the ancient, the frailest citizens.
South Africa, I really hope you don’t mind me asking this question. It has been simmering away and niggling at me for months, it is very much an observation and absolutely not a criticism. South Africa, where are your wrinkled and your wise?
5 Reasons to Visit Cape Town’s Castle of Good Hope
For a long time the Castle was the tallest structure in Cape Town – not any more!
The Castle of Good Hope is unlikely to be top of your list when visiting Cape Town. After all, it has to compete with THE mountain*, THE infamous island*, the abundance of vineyards and craft breweries, beautiful nature and beaches and superb restaurants, copious shops, sunset cruises and the stunning new Museum of Contemporary African Art. But if you have a spare half day, tucked away behind the unappealing stone walls is a fascinating attraction.
Here are 5 reasons you should visit the Castle of Good Hope: Continue reading
