Blissful lucuma

In my experience, bliss arrives when we’ve let everything else go, and, unplanned, let it saunter in. In Madagascar, arriving in a tiny village on the coast, far from where I’d planned to end up, alone, and with no expectations. And a new year’s party beyond any I could have imagined. An instant on the… Continue reading Blissful lucuma

Athlone towers coming down

The Athlone Towers came down today. For those watching, it was mostly a disappointment. The towers were blown up 4 minutes early, catching most unawares, backs turned, or video cameras still bagged. eTV’s footage consisted of a surprised presenter and a hurried jump to a disappearing cloud of smoke. The Zoopy servers failed under the… Continue reading Athlone towers coming down

Talking Heads

I attended Talking Heads this evening, part of the Infecting the City Festival, courtesy of 2 Couchsurfers who were staying with me, and were part of the festival. Billed as speed dating for the brain, the format sees you sit at a table for 20 minutes each with 4 different, hopefully interesting, people, from all… Continue reading Talking Heads

Rawlicious

I’ve recently got a copy of Rawlicious, the raw recipe book from Peter and Beryn Daniel, of Superfoods fame. I did their Elements of Health course last year. The recipe book (I have to stop myself calling it a cookbook each time) is superb. It’s visually stunning. It includes little snippets of nutritional information. It… Continue reading Rawlicious

Learning Toki Pona

I’m learning Toki Pona. Most people seem to think Toki Pona is a massage technique, some sort of tantric practise, or a musical instrument. It must be the Polynesian-sounding name, but it’s more exciting than that! Toki Pona is a constructed language, similar to its more famous relatives such as Esperanto and Interlingua. Anyone who… Continue reading Learning Toki Pona

All hail a break in routine

I live in Cape Town, where they say it rains all winter, and blows all summer. Thunderstorms and hailstorms are something those living upcountry get to experience in all their glory. I remember working in Middleburg and standing outside in awe to watch the dramatic lightning storms. Nothing like that happens in Cape Town, right? Perhaps… Continue reading All hail a break in routine

Routine

I’ve never been one for routine. I’ll try anything once, twice if it was fun, but after three times  I’m starting to think about the next thing. Yes, Jack of all trades scoff the specialists, but did you know the term was originally one of praise, and the master of none part was tacked on… Continue reading Routine