In modern-day South Africa, I feel as though I have been transported back in time… My mom, aunts and I braved the cold weather and set out on our destination to a sleepy Northern Cape Town.
The road was unforgiving with potholes of varying sizes, regrettably my tyre being the unfortunate casualty. Being stuck on the side of a dirt road at 4 am in the middle of the Free State with no help in sight humbled me and forced me to do something I never thought I’d do. At 28, I can proudly include changing a tyre to my already impeccable CV! What was supposed to have been a relatively easy four-hour drive evolved into a five hour dull and, at times, scary adventure as we drove past farm after farm, slowly approaching our final destination.
The thing I love about small towns is the strong sense of community and cultural pride.
The over pouring love and welcome smiles that we received on arrival made this trip worth it. Chipped manicure and all 🙈🙈🙈
Bloemhof, the birthplace of my late grandfather.