I spotted the purple building on the corner of Broadwick and Wardour Street in Soho. I had read that the best hot chocolate was served at Paul A. Young, and here I was. I eyed the hot chocolate as I walked in the door. The dark liquid simmered as the chocolatier stirred it. Onlookers peered through…
I stumble into Vida e Cafe on Kloof Street, treading mud over the ivory tiled floors. “One cappuccino and apple-and-cinnamon muffin please,” I pleaded with the barista. “You’re wet,” he remarked. Yes, it’s raining. I stated, with the same sarcasm as Janet from the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I took a seat by the open window near the entrance…
I am on my way back into my corner of the Klein Karoo. It was raining when we left Cape Town, but as we passed through the Huguenot Tunnel, the African sun greeted us. I watched as the landscape changed from fynbos to a patchwork of vineyards sprawled alongside the R60. It feels good getting…
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…
Lucerne is a city in central Switzerland. It is a compact city, caught between Lake Lucerne and the towering shape of Mount Pilatus. After a short tour of the city highlights, we headed towards the station to grab a bus to the foot of Mount Pilatus. I ended up having one of my stereotypes about the Swiss ruined…
Time to explore the central city in Switzerland, Lucerne. Lucerne offers a great city sight-seeing tour with a chance to appreciate historic architecture and intricate design, as well as bustling markets. It is famous for its many bridges spanning across the rivers, most notably, the Kapellbrücke, which dates back to 1333. I woke early the next day. It must…
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….
The mercury is pushing the high twenties this week in London. Coming from South Africa we are used to the heat, but the sticky heat in the city is something entirely different. So we endeavoured to escape the summer to a nearby park. We spent the past two mornings splayed on the grass at Morden…
I can now officially say I got sun-burnt in London. It sounds like a bad joke, but my arms and chest are lobster red after a day spent in a warm England sun. It was supposed to be 23°C today – a great way to start Wimbledon. Ruan and I donned shorts, sunglasses and sandals. I rose early…
