Kuching, the capital of Sarawak, was our next stop and it was quite a shock to the system arriving at our new home for the week; a family room in a backpackers. The room was small and, as is quite the...Read More
Staying at the Kebun was a reasonably gentle landing for us after the immense changes we had gone through during the previous 12 months. We had supper cooked for us every night, access to WiFi and als...Read More
..so we linked arms and boarded the plane, which set off into the sunset….Utopia bound…. Not quite. The tannoy announced we were boarding, so we headed to our gate to queue up. It was then...Read More
It was great to get out of Cape Town for 4 days and spending few days in Pringle Bay with Becky’s mum prior to leaving. The sunset on the way there sensational, and another reminder of how Cape To...Read More
Closing the door of your home for the last time with no fixed abode to go to isn’t a great feeling… Being in and around Cape Town, I kept bumping into people who were full of admiration and in...Read More
The countdown chart on our wall was down to one page. Only April left; down to single digits until we vacate our home and officially become nomads. I generally get nostalgic, but with gravity of what ...Read More
It’s a cliche which certainly rings true: that you don’t really appreciate what you have until it’s gone. It could be anything; a person, a home, a place. As the days ticked a...Read More
The wheels were fully in motion and our mindset was right, but the burning question that was undecided was where the hell were we going to go first? When the trip was first discussed, the idea was t...Read More
The house sale was agreed. Now everything was real. No turning back. Game on. Now the lists started. And the lists about lists. Medical aid, inoculations; homeschooling, what to sell, what to store, w...Read More
The interest in the house was slow and Cape Town had become a buyers market, probably due to the apprehension surrounding the ANC presidential elections in December, and the uncertainty it could bri...Read More
Everything was real now, the house was on the market, friends and family were aware of our decision. This was it. We met with the head master and relevant teachers of Rico and Tiana’s school and t...Read More
My Father is from Guyana in South America. He was one of 12 siblings who had a very humble upbringing. Since I was a boy I had heard many a story of his childhood and the hardships he faced. My Granda...Read More