Road Trip Northern Cape Day 1
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Road Trip: Northern Cape, South Africa – Day 1

I fell in love with the Northern Cape when we lived there briefly between 2014 and 2015. My home might be Zimbabwe, but if you ask both my husband and I where we would choose to spend our golden years other than Zimbabwe, it will most definitely be in the Northern Cape. I  can’t even explain it exactly, it’s a feeling, an admiration for the unique beauty of a diverse and vast landscape, a respect for the quiet and gentle people who live there and a sense of being able to truly breath in good clean fresh air.

Road Trip!

Originally the plan was for my husband and I to go away together on his motorbike whilst my mom looked after the girls for us – yes, we were taking advantage of the fact that we finally had someone to babysit for us. 99% of the time we have no support network to rely on so we planned on taking full advantage. The day before we were to leave we were weighing up the pros and cons of our trip and I suggested that it would be far more comfortable and cooler to go in the car with the aircon than it would to go on the bike, and the idea grew from there until we decided to take my mom and the girls with us! Continue reading “Road Trip: Northern Cape, South Africa – Day 1”

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Sulking wife! 

Picture shows the photo of my husband’s coffee this morning. And mine. 

He is on the side of the road somewhere in the Northern Cape. 

I am sitting in a coffee shop waiting for my car to be washed. 

I’m sulking with jealousy because I would much rather be roughing it on a motorbike tour of this beautiful country than watching people pack a 6 pack of 2l cokes into their cars after bracing the wild crowds of Checkers on Black Friday. (Crazy people!) 

Once again, no one to help with the kids means I miss out on a fun adventure.

I’m sure my time will come. Or maybe I had it in my early 20s living it up in London. 

Despite being jealous I’m glad he’s having a good time. I pray he is safe on the roads (motorbikes still scare me!) and I at least get to see the pics he sends me. 

I do hope he feels a little bit guilty though.