I realize that satisfaction and joy and good things in life is a heart thing, not a location thing. So in a way it’s more than just being back in Jo’burg and making it work, it’s about finding the cool in the mundane, the beauty in the face brick apartment complexes and the freedom beyond the security fences.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

I heart my backyard

Honestly the urge, itch, scratch, desire, pain, agony, character-building-in-between travel times, can get so challenging for me at times, that all I want to do is race to the airport like a mad woman and ask anybody, anything if I can climb into their suitcase.

Sadly this is not allowed, and I'm so painfully well behaved, so I have to find other ways to deal.

This blog as some of you know if my therapy for just that. Learning to appreciate what I do have around me, my hometown, good ol Jozi Jo.

So today, with no hope of any free-time in my so called 'flexible' schedule, being overcome with intense despair of not travelling, I decided to go take a picture of my pool and self-help my way to loving the here and now.

Because my backyard looks like this:
which is by no means supposed to evoke pity by the way, I know it's awesome... I'm just reminding myself that it's awesome

And not like this:
Taken this weekend, at Pilgrims Rest


Or this:
my parents having a glass of sunset wine this last weekend

My pool is now the symbol of these happy thoughts to hold onto.

-It's gorgeously hot out today, so yay for having the pool.
-I actually haven't even used it since being back, so a reminder that there is something new to try always, even in your backyard!
-I live in a house with a pool, which means a great many things that I am very thankful for.
-It's a pool, not the ocean, so no danger of Tsunamis have to cross my worried mind.
...Or pirates for that matter
-I don't have to pay 80 000 VND to use it like in Hanoi. Saving me time and money. Snaps for that.

I sincerely hope that this post hasn't wasted your time but in fact has inspired you to: blow up that rubber duck, whip out that bikini and love your own backyard.

Splash xx
***As established in a previous post... I'm a brat, because really, all I have to do is wait 2 more weeks and then I'll be off to travelling the States, can't wait. But o how deeply I will miss my pool! #appreciate!

Monday, November 7, 2011

Dealing with my Afrikaans roots: Voortrekker Monumnet



I don't sokkie, don't listen to RSG, I don't have a Kurt Darren CD, I don't even like koeksisters for crying out loud!

So you'd understand my blogging block when it comes to writing something remotely entertaining about the Voortrekker Monument, a proud symbol of the Afrikaans people.

I love being Afrikaans don't get me wrong but being Afrikaans leaves one with a few awkward subjects at times. We're the group that gave the world these words: Aardvark and Apartheid... both rather tricky to explain.

However, when I lived in Hanoi I hardly knew any other South Africans let alone Afrikaans speakers, so when I did find the random boertjie I'd talk just for the sake of talking. Speaking Afrikaans then was like hugging the other person with your words.

Well cultural identity crisis aside here is what I can say about the Voortrekker Monument, because I was rather excited to go.

If you'd like to go there yourself make sure you have something like this:Commonly known as a woman, friend, tour guide... Let's call this one Lallie. She's awesome, she actually paid attention in Primary school history, so she could explain basically what the whole monument was about. Well that and she's actually been to the location of the Battle of Blood River, which is the primary reason for the monuments existence.

What also adds to getting a clue about what this history is about it the useful sculptures that can be found within. Talk about a 3D experience, am I right? 20 min of walking about plus a Lallie equals for an instant history buff. This is my favourite part of the wall: women encourage the men not to give up hope. Girl power!

If that's not enough then there's always the embroidery wall on the lower level of the monument, illustrating daily life and historical events of the Voortrekkers. O look the Voortrekkers setting up camp:O yes and that dragon they fought...WTF?? Don't recall that part.

A highlight of the monument is to go to the top, by stairs or lift. For a stunning view of Pretoria (yes Jozi Tourist is out of her depth here). And a bit of an adrenaline rush view of the inside. What you see at the very bottom level is this: Which translates into "We're for you South Africa". Strangely reading this instantly got "De La Rey" by Bok van Blerk stuck in my head as opposed to our National Anthem (old or new)...Odd.

I didn't go to the museum on the property so don't have much to say about that. The lower levels have some old historical significant stuff, that would interest the history nerd. It at least seemed to interest the couple of Taiwanese tourist there, attentively listening to their tour guide.

In closing: I found the monument interesting, I'm not sure if you'll feel the same way if you're not Afrikaans or Taiwanese. I'd give about 1 to 2 hours to experience the place, that's without the museum also on the property. I'd be really nervous taking small kids up to the top for that inside view, but it is super cool. Entrance R45.



Rosebank rooftop market: it's all for you!

This one is for you, because you're either a tourist or a local:

Dear Tourist
Let's start with you:

Things for your buying and experiencing pleasure:

-Beaded, just about everything you can think of, things:

-Wooden African animals, because NO tourist leaves this country without a wooden giraffe no matter the size

-It's a bit last season, and I'm sure you hated it anyway, but (beaded) vuvuzellas are of course available... and we know you'll buy them and we know you'll misuse them.

-African song and dance... just in case you forgot you're in Africa.


-Driving through Jacaranda trees to get here

-the ability to say that you 'do as the locals do'...

and the locals are here because:

-of the antiques/collectables/second-hand/junk/dead people's treasures

-Thai foot massages, makes us feel exotic, pity it isn't 100 Baht for 30 minutes.

-Ranked the 121 out of 185 things to do in Jo'burg by the Lonley Planet.

-Food, we like food.

-Jumping castles, that's for people with kids, obviously... uhm obviously?

-People watching, we enjoy seeing tourist in our city... makes us wonder if Cape Town is really all that much better... (okay it's just me)

-Jo'burg is yet to catch up with weekend market culture so we don't have much choice but to come here.


Open: 9-5 every Sunday
Where: Corner of Cradock Avenue and Baker Street, Rosebank
Recommendations: Go and try every so slightly to haggle, it's not a given but it does work every now and then. The whole "that's too expensive so I'm walking away now" totally works.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Jacaranda trees: purple makes happy

Just the quickest of posts to share yet another something with you that has to do with the fine weather and flowers...

(o when will she stop, you say...!? Well round about May, I think? sucks!)

Because if there is one thing I'm sure of when it comes to Johannesburg that simply blows my skirt up, it's the sexy weather and the pretty trees.

So here, a sunfilled snap of my neighborhood:Jacaranda trees turning Fairland positively purple, and we like it.


Jozi tourist, is saving up to go be a real (regte egte) tourist in the land of the free and the brave (U.S.A, U.S.A if only I can stop chanting that as I skip along)... so look forward to some more "free entrance" and "value for money" things to do in Jozi the coming month.