For our most recent yearly trip to South Africa, I could only afford two weeks away from work. We decided to invest four days on a short road trip, a mini-adventure, to grieve, empty our minds and recharge mostly depleted batteries. The target was a minuscule place called De Mond Nature Reserve, on the eastern flank of…Details
It was close to departure. Time was running out. Deep into the complex systems of South African Airways, digits were flicking and a plane had been dispatched to fetch us (or so I like to think). It would arrive five days later. Time was recoiling on itself as always before a jump and we were nervously trying…Details
A bump. Just a bit above the equator, we were skimming the coast of Liberia at thirty-eight thousand feet. It was a precocious two thirty in the morning, Cape Town time. Towering menacingly above our right wing, an enormous cumulonimbus was unleashing its brutal power and every few seconds, lightning erupted deep in its bowels and illuminated the…Details
This was taken in the Bo-Kaap, a colorful Cape Town neighborhood, during a street celebration. I’ll post more later. For now, take us to warp, Mr. Sulu.
It has been a rough and challenging ride. The journey is far from over. With a thousand memories of a cat clashing daily with a million bits of reality, there are still hurdles, and those only lead to check-points, which in turn open dark chasms into a fragmented universe of uncertainty. But tomorrow I will,…Details