It is not unusual to find dinner left overs in an ice cream tub, in a fridge somewhere in Africa. Since time immemorial, African families have perfected the art of re-purposing containers of all kinds and this includes – but is not limited to – using juice bottles as water containers. Unfortunately, sometimes a person … Continue reading Juicy Water
Towards the end of my 18th year, I began to work at an outdoor centre somewhere in Africa. If you know me well, you know that in that season of my life, the mention of my name didn’t exactly conjure up images of hiking, mountain climbing and other such adventurous activities. If I’m being honest … Continue reading The Pimple and other Adolescent Escapades.
I attended a private boarding school tucked away in the country side somewhere in Africa from the fourth grade until my second year of A-levels (a total of 11 years). For about 3 years I had horse riding lessons at the school stables. I can still recall the first day I ever rode. I walked … Continue reading Walk On!
Have you ever been in a situation that made you think “Aaah! I’m going to die!”? I have. In that moment my whole life did not, in fact, flash before my eyes. I just got this deep sinking feeling that drowned out all of my senses. Ironically, the threat of sinking and drowning was what … Continue reading Taking on the Tanganyika