We stepped off the bus and grabbed our luggage. The flight to Cape Town from Johannesburg’s Tambo International Airport was scheduled to take off in a couple of hours. The group scattered about collecting their belongings and chatting happily away. Waiting to get into the airport’s terminal, I looked off to the side and caught his eye. He was a young boy of maybe fifteen years old, standing reservedly to the side, holding a large clear bag in his hands. Inside were a few plastic bottles he has been trying to collect. Our eyes met briefly: we gazed…
The sun was hovering just above the horizon when we approached the tiny fishing village on the banks of the Caribbean Sea. A few shy but curious youngsters approached our group of five and studied our faces intently. A woman dressed all in pink came out to greet us with a smile. ‘You’re lucky,” she said in Spanish, “the fisherman caught a shark today. They are cleaning is right now on the dock.” Our excitement over the photographic opportunity that this presented grew immediately. We walked the narrow dirt path a little further in and a picturesque scene opened…
Someone once said, “The desert is the theater of the human struggle of searching for God.” Religious or not, I think we can safely say that being in that vast expanse of uninhabited, mostly empty land touches upon something much deeper in our core being. I have always felt a strong affinity for the desert. I have always felt that it calls to me. It may be a strange thing to say, since I have not actually visited that many deserts in my life. There was the camel ride in the Sahel desert in Tunisia, one of the very…
It’s Sunday afternoon. Hello again my dear blog visitors. I appreciate you stopping over and giving my writing some of your super precious time. I just want to say, I love Sunday afternoons. I usually work on the weekend, but when I happen to be off, I cherish that time greatly. To me Sunday afternoons carry a bit of nostalgia with them. They bring me back to those warm weekend summer days, spend with friends and family, splashing in a pool somewhere or chasing each other barefoot through the soft grass, the sun filtering gently through the trees. Or…
I never thought I’d be visiting Chile this year. The country was somewhere on my list of desired travel destinations, but nowhere near its top. Yes, Jim and I had talked about Patagonia in the past and I knew that geographically speaking, this was one of the most beautiful places in South America to visit. But I didn’t prioritize it that much. Therefore, I ended up surprising myself when I said yes to Monia’s exclamation of “Let’s go to Chile!” when we were planning our trips for 2018. The destination might not have been on top…