There are many adjectives to describe India, from incongruous and unusual to breathtaking and beautiful. I’ve come to realise that any adjectives do not do the delicious melting pot that is India justice, so I have decided to accept is as it is – India just is…
Snake charmer, New Delhi
Qutb Minar, New Delhi
Rickshaw ride in New Delhi
White brilliance, Taj Mahal
Rickshaw in Pune
The sun trying to rise and show itself through the smoke in an early winter’s morning in Mumbai
The Aga Khan Palace in Pune
Sugar cane juice stand and the some of the many motorbikes in the city
I first visited Hermanus years and years ago with my cousins who had a weekend house in the little town. I loved digging for clams in the shallow surf and eating them straight from the braai. A delicious briny appetiser.
I returned to the little seaside town last December. Not so little anymore, it has been developed beyond belief and I was pleasantly surprised that the place we stayed at was a good 20kms from the town on the road to Standford. The Coppull Nature Reserve is off the beaten track – there is not even a sign that says you’ve arrived, so you have to drive slowly once you pass the yacht club and look out for the postbox. You need to get out of the car to open the gate and drive down a dirt road to the houses. It’s lovely and close to nature and home to about 10 peacocks. It’s a fantastic place to go as a big group as it sleeps about 12 people.
Mozambican-born Portuguese South African; reflecting on travel, writing, editing, life, family and change that has social impact; chief wide eyed in wanderer, wonderer and bottlewasher
