Durban: Crime VS Culture

Often when I go somewhere new the first few things someone will say about the place are the most recent stories of crime and violence. To me, when I choose to go somewhere or I’m sent somewhere for work the first things that enter my mind are ‘what wildlife have they got there’ and ‘what’s…

Try Spontaneity For Spice

It has occurred to me as I stare lovingly out of yet another plane window at the egg-yolk sunset, that the key to being able to fully appreciate life is change and spontaneity. What fresh perspectives can be had from the stagnant, mundane routines of everyday life compared to those created upon being pulled out…

Happiness: Never Lose Sight Of What Really Matters

How many times a day do you smile and recognise how grateful you are for life and the opportunity to make it richer? When you wake up in the morning what is your first thought, what’s the first thing you do? I bet you grab your phone. The first thing your fragile morning eyes see…

No I Don’t Think Your Child Is Cute

There I am, reading peacefully on the park bench I chose specifically because it was the furthest away from the children’s park. I’m drinking my latte and my breathing is relaxed; I’m having a great morning so far. Then suddenly, a shrill blood curdling cry shatters my bubble of tranquillity, my shoulders tense and I…

For The Ladies I Love 

When Aristotle was asked ‘What is a friend?’ he answered that it was ‘A single soul dwelling in two bodies’. Phythagora said ‘Friends are companions on a journey, who ought to aid each other to persevere in the road to a happier life.’ Seneca pitched in with ‘Friendships always benefits, love sometimes injures.’ I never…

The Blissful Art Of Solo Travel

I start waking up, the morning slowly pulling me to consciousness through the different levels of sleep until my eyes flutter open and my heart, with no alarm to raise it, continues to beat softly. Climbing down from my top bunk I grab my book and water bottle, head down to the kitchen to make…

Waking Up From My Sea Coma

It feels like I’ve been in a coma; waking up from a very strange, very real dream- life on the boat feels like a story from a book I’ve just finished. My days were like dust, quiet, still, settled and waiting for a gust of wind to pick them up and transport them somewhere new….

75 Days At Sea: A Soppy Sea Sayonara

So with less than 24 hours to go until I get to haul my case off the gangway and wave the ship that has been my home for the past two and a half months a hearty goodbye, I feel I should probably write some sort of conclusive, emotional farewell post. When people say to…

The Bitter-sweetness Of Re-entering Real Life

Imagine being suddenly taken from your current life and plopped into an entirely new one with barely any preparation or knowledge of how it’s going to turn out; Would that stress you out? Or are you like me, someone who get’s weird tummy jumps of excitement at the thought of sudden change, of irrational and…