A train speeds through the French countryside. Through the window, a lone traveller watches. Her eyes burn a little after shedding tears, and her reflection peers back at her: puffy cheeks, the outline of a second chin, and even her eyes are absent of life. The train slows down to pass through a half derelict … More Strangers
7am, and I’m standing on a train concourse bound for Paris. Do you know- I love a train. I love the old stations, the symmetry of the train tracks, curious of the stories of the groups of fellow passengers, the possibilities that await aboard. ** post script from the end of the day. See below … More Loves A Train Trip.
I wish a whistle had blasted through the quiet morning train platform as Beth and I embarked on a trip down south on Monday- it would have lifted the sleep and cobwebs in my slighty hungover head, but also been a fitting (albeit weirdly Victorian) send off as we headed on our way. Unfortunately the … More Springbok Fever, and Rugby in France.
I love a road trip. A winding road, a falling valley, a climbing hill and a striking, towering mountain top, a moody sky or even just a bright blue expanse hovering above us. Road-side padstals (in South Africa, there’s nothing of that sort in Europe), the sun setting in my rear view mirror. Music. … More The duPlessis’ take on the Flatlands of the North
Wowsers, that week away was awesome, and I feel inclined right up to express my revelations at travelling low-cost in Europe, and in the event you have seen my many many photos I posted on Facebook and Instagram, I will include some of my favourite ones right here! I booked the flights all the way … More Easter Travel, The Emerald Isle.
My darling friends, I started this last Tuesday, and wrote and wrote and wrote, until I checked the word count. At 2700-odd words I figured you’d sooner delete this post than attempt to find the time between fighting kids, working, and everything else that is more exciting! SO I pressed Ctrl, A and Delete to … More The Berlin Blog
I’ve spent the last few days reflecting on whether or not to tell you every noticeable detail of our holiday, or simply write up a natty piece of observations from the perspective of a family of 4, visiting Tuscany for the first time. However, how to be natty while trying to describe the sun-baked woman … More Bella Toscana II
Good Morning my friends! So here I am, fresh off the road travelled, and the printing press to ensure my thoughts are not forgotten…it’s just after 6am, and after a long day on the road yesterday, I fell asleep early last night, only to wake up before the Strasbourg pigeons this morning. A trip to Italy … More Bella Toscana
Pinot, Bretzels, and Cathedrals 