I had just finished a marathon sewing session at Dainfern College in honor of Mandela Day, when people all over South Africa come together to give back to their communities. What better way to end out the day than performing an unplanned-for act of community service?
But never fear, it won’t involve nearly as much reading as the previous ones. The reason being that it didn’t involve nearly as much whining by the kids. Because this is the story about what we mainly came to do in Egypt, which is diving in the Red Sea.
You cannot think of one without the other. They often come up in the same sentence. Think of George Washington and Martin Luther King Jr. combined, and you will have an idea of what Nelson Mandela means to this country. I’ve talked a little bit about him before, ...
There are certain things in life that you should not attempt to teach your children.
Like riding a bike. Invariably, you will work your heart out, huffing and puffing beside that bike, hovering so as to catch it should it lean too much to one side, and when things go wrong, as of course they will, ...
Our next stop after the “First Egyptian Papyrus Museum” was actually in Giza, as promised. Though not exactly next to the pyramids. Rather, we found ourselves in a dodgy-looking back alley where Hassan, our driver, parked the car right next to the tethered camel.
We really should know better by now, after fifteen years of travelling with children. When it comes to exploring dusty, smelly, and crowded places, some of our kids don’t do so well. Actually, to be completely truthful, not just the kids.
Sunset view of the Nile. See what I mean? It always looks great on the pictures afterwards.
be in charge of signing the cell phone contract, buying a car, and changing the internet data bundle
have no permission to do any of these things
South Africa, you see, is “so 1950s” as one of my readers recently remarked. Nowhere else that I’ve ever lived have I been made to feel my housewife label so unforgivingly as here in South Africa. “Certainly mam, we can upgrade your SMS bundle, if just the account holder could call us first to give his okay.”
The account holder, inevitably, is Noisette. In some cases this is due to the fact that he was the only one here when these things needed signing up for, like our Telkom phone and ADSL line. A mistake I...
When you first arrive in South Africa, you might be baffled at times when people talk to you. The first words I stumbled over were "bakkie" and "robot," then later "bellboy" on the school supply list. The South African language is full of unique expressions like that, some of them in English and some in other languages. I've compiled a list of my favorite 43 South Africanisms. Enjoy!
When I was invited to a networking event at the Rand Club last week, both Noisette and I jumped at the opportunity to see this venerable institution. Even though it was cold and mid-week, both reasons to typically be in bed by 9:00 pm, we wanted to go check it out.