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I cannot NOT write. I think I was born with a pen (okay, today it’s a stylus) in my hand. So, wherever we go (and we travel a LOT), my diary tags along too. So does my tiny #NoFilter Canon SD 1200. And together we create a world from a unique perspective. My perspective. This blog is the world through my eyes, a bit offbeat, sometimes quirky, always different.
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Posted on: 21st July 2019| By: Marielle
On our last night at Shimuwini we watched an ox-blood full moon peep up over the trees, then heft itself slowly into the night sky. We were sitting like three Stooges on a bench above the Letaba River, waiting for it to rise. And it did, three-quarters of an hour later than the previous evening….
Posted on: 19th July 2019| By: Marielle
In these parts, temperatures leap from 5°C to 27°. It’s all a bit bewildering. From beanies and socks to summer tops and flipflops in the space of a morning. It was an early start for us today to accommodate a long day’s driving north, past Satara, to Shimuwini. Coffee break overlooking the Olifants River on…
Posted on: 18th July 2019| By: Marielle
Our tented camp is strung out along the dry Timbavati River bed and the night activity along here is wonderful. We dined to the sound of elephant crackling and munching and rumbling on the treed riverbank, listened to the whooo-oop! of spotted hyena throughout the night, and actually saw one with our spotlight right at…
Posted on: 16th July 2019| By: Marielle
It’s so amazing how different one day can be from another. The first night there were hyena whoops and lions grunting, the second it was utterly still except for the whistling of a pearl-spotted owlet. Our unit at Tamboti Tented Camp Our first day was extremely pleasant but nothing to spike the temperatures. There were…
Posted on: 13th July 2019| By: Marielle
It was a 3°C morning. Even the Disco’s dashboard flashed us a snowflake. Our day was one of African amplitude … great wide open spaces. With the soft cinnamons and purples of the Drakensberg rampart on the horizon, all around us were big skies and low undulating fields of cropped golden grass cut through by…
Posted on: 11th July 2019| By: Marielle
I have to give it to Haga-Haga Hotel. Last night I had the most delectable, spicy, fragrant, flavourful cauliflower and chickpea curry I’ve ever eaten. And the chef was Zimbabwean! Go figure. In the morning, we started with 9°C temps as we drove into pretty wooded rolling hills, lots of buzzards planing above us. Then…
Posted on: 10th July 2019| By: Marielle
This is how close we are to the crashing waves. Other than a small party from Durban who left this morning, we are the only guests in the hotel. We have the entire place to ourselves. And most of the time, the long stretch of rocky sands too. This morning a short, intense 5 km…
Posted on: 9th July 2019| By: Marielle
For us it was moody skies, bald-headed mountains lined with a sparse bristle of blasted pines, many many double-length cargo trucks to pass, and Ozzie Osbourne and Deep Purple on the iPod. No kwaito, trance or rap for us. Then cart-wheeling blades of the wind turbines doing their lethal air-slicing. We chuckled when Hirsh said,…
Posted on: 4th July 2019| By: Marielle
Did you know that Kruger National Park is about 360 kilometres in length? That’s what we’re going to be doing in a few days, trawling up slowly from south to north, bush camp to bush camp, a few of which we haven’t yet tried. A New Adventure awaits. So, just to whet your appetite for…
Posted on: 20th June 2019| By: Marielle
Yes, we are back from our five-week adventure in New York, Prague and Berlin . . . and it is wonderful to be home and into some, sort of, kind of, semblance of a routine again. But the experiences, the art and architecture, and the spirit of each place will still live on for a…