I have still barely touched upon our magical trip to Namibia last December. No, not Nambia, Namibia – ahem. Sorting through our photographs recently, the vivid colours and surreal empty landscapes prompted me to finally get writing. A visit to Namibia is highly recommended should you ever have the opportunity. Continue reading
Victoria Falls is a gigantic earth rending waterfall, It’s neither the highest, nor the widest in the world, but it’s one of the most impressive (we were extremely impressed, EXTREMELY impressed). Vic Falls also makes CNN’s list of 7 Natural Wonders of the world. If you have the opportunity, you should absolutely go.
In my previous post I detailed just a few of the highlights that you can experience during a visit to Vic Falls. Following on from that, for anybody considering a trip there, here are a few of the nuts and bolts details that might be useful, such as which side of the Falls to visit, what to buy and how to get around.
Epic is the only word to describe the vast, untouched and immensely photogenic Namibian landscape. The open space and the scale of the diverse scenery is mind boggling .
Would I want to live somewhere so remote? Not on your Nellie. Would I visit again? In a heartbeat.
There is more, so much more to write about Namibia, but here’s a quick summary of our highlights:
No, it’s not that sort of announcement. I’m not expecting, but once upon a moonshine I was and hopefully you will soon be able read about the slightly less conventional road to parenthood that we travelled in Lagos, Nigeria in an actual book.
Following on from Lisa Ferland’s anthology Knocked up Abroad, a second book, Knocked up Abroad Again is in the imminent works and I’m excited to have contributed a chapter.
Winging it in West Africa is my account of being an expectant-and-then-new mother in Lagos and trying to circumnavigate tropical diseases (a phase of shoe licking did nothing to quell my anxiety), field ‘helpful’ parenting tips from our steward Augustine and assess the perils of being pregnant in a Lagos traffic jam.
Parenthood is daunting enough, but hurl cultural conundrums, language barriers of life overseas and in my case, the utter craziness that life in Lagos hurls at you on an hourly basis and you end up with a melting pot of fascinating stories. In this case 26 stories set in 25 different countries contributed by an interesting and resilient group of expat women.
Parents everywhere want the best education for their children. However, when you move to a different country every few years, the decisions, trade-offs and problems multiply.
American School? British School? French School? German School? Local School? Home School? Boarding School? Anywhere-that-has-a-place-for-my-child-School? Which school is the right school?
This is a conundrum faced by many expat parents.
There are a whole host of factors to consider and I’m sure I’ll have more to share on this subject in future, but in the first instance I’m including a nifty little table I’ve put together to assist you in working out which grade/class/year equivalent your child may fit into moving from one system to another. It’s something I would have found useful to have over the the last few years, so I figured it might help a few other people too. Continue reading
Yesterday I covered what you could do (and what we did do) around Cape Town in a single day. Today, I’m following up with an itinerary for Day 2. Continue reading
In June 2015 South Africa introduced new regulations for travelling into and out of the country with children. The law applies to both South Africans and foreign nationals. The premise behind it is to counter child trafficking and abduction. Most people are in favour of preventing such awfulness, so the theory is commendable. However, as with anything new, there has been some initial confusion over the rules.
More specifically, top 10 travel tips for air travel with toddlers and babies from an Expat mum who has dealt with:
- multiple rapid nappy changes,
- explosive sneezes,
- a tiny Marshmellow Man child with an allergic reaction
- been peed on at 30,000 ft.
If you’d like to read more about these delightful (I can laugh about them now) air travel with toddler experiences, click here.
Toddlers and air travel are not the happiest combination. Thank goodness we’re past that tricky stage. Past it, unlike the couple in front of us on a flight earlier this week juggling a restless toddler who had just pinched her already howling baby brother. Pickle said (i.e. shouted): “That baby is really annoying. Why won’t it be quiet?” All of those “precious” travel-with-tots-memories came flooding back. Here are 10 tips for those of you still in the zone.