Baristas are sort of like the modern day bartenders – that is – therapists to the common man. In films you always see that one guy sitting in the corner, sipping his whisky and confiding in the disgruntled barman. He wails about his marital problems or work issues while the bartender nods absent-mindedly while wiping…
It is with heavy hearts that we turn our tails to London. As the plane passes over the patchwork landscape of green parks and suburbs, I ponder about what I will miss most. Reading the Metro on the tube definitely became one of my highlights. We had become so accustomed to that routine we felt like we…
Sometimes getting lost is the best way of finding something, whether in the real world or within yourself. I think getting lost in London is one of the most wonderful things to do. You never know what is around the next corner and it is always a pleasant surprise. You always find the neatest little stores….
I can get fat on gourmet food in London. The city seems to be bursting with markets, street vendors and restaurants wherever we turn. Delicious smells are always wafting through the air, seducing us. Freshly baked bread, crispy bacon, newly roasted coffee… this cacophony of scents attack your senses and you become drunk on the…
The Isle of Skye is like a film set. It is quite fitting that Dave insists on playing movie soundtracks for much of our journey throughout the island. We climbed onto the island from the mainland using the Skye Bridge. We arrive early afternoon, so we spent the rest of the day exploring the Isle….
The Old Street is a hub of creativity and hipsters. Strolling along Shoreditch is like visiting Woodstock on any ordinary day in Cape Town. Street art and graffiti wash the walls, gourmet restaurants line the roads, and it is also a new area – recently converted from old factories to an up and coming hipster joint….
The day started like a typical Sunday – lui en rustig. We shared a lazy morning and afternoon with family, and an adventurous afternoon with friends exploring London Town. I rolled out of bed early with the sun to find Chris already entertaining Chewie – the Cavapoo puppy – downstairs. Once the rest of the house…
