This last weekend saw a return to Paris for some red wine, shopping, strolling along the Seine, balcony picnics with views of the Louvre & Sacre Coeur and some all important T-Time.
Yep, finally took the plunge and joined the ranks of the responsible ones and purchased a little shoebox to call my own. In Morningside, Johannesburg with one bedroom and a loft study. Whether or not I tell you there will be a sleeper couch in the loft depends on how much wine you bring when I finally move in. Cunning plan, I tell you!
Every now and then, London does something different and as part of the City of London Festival, the Soweto Gospel Choir came over to sing at St Pauls' Cathedral. At only £10 a ticket (being virtually the price to get into St Pauls' anyway), my mom, Ju and I headed there to hear them. The 24 strong Soweto Gospel Choir, complete with African drums literally rocked the hallowed halls of St Pauls and I think I had goose bumps for the entire hour and a half. They sang Zulu, Xhosa and Sotho songs as well as a few well known English songs for the Brits, namely 'Amazing grace' and 'This little light'. It was fabulous to see them get such standing ovations at the end from a cathedral bursting at it's seams. Definately a 'Proudly South african' moment.
Heading out of a rather wet and rainy London on Friday night with my sister and Mom, we caught the train to Windermere in the Lake District. The next morning we headed to Beatrix Potter's Hilltop Farm (and home of Peter Rabbit) and had a wonderful (although slightly wet) time exploring the region, not to mention Derwentwater, Tarn Hows, Hawkshead and Ullswater. Highlights (breath taking scenery aside) were definately the Cruise on Lake Coniston and little pub lunch in the village of Grasmere.
I'm a thirty-something woman, who has recently returned to South Africa after living in London and a brief foray in Singapore. During my time overseas, I was bitten by a severe case of wunderlust and the adventures continue. Watch this space..