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Between stints in Washington D.C., Maryland, and Virginia, I squeezed in a 36-hour visit to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina, where my mother lives. Hilton Head is a small island in the “Lowcountry” – a marshy region along the South Carolina/Georgia coast made famous by the movie Forrest Gump.
A Hilton Head marsh – classic Lowcountry topography.
Joe and I are in KwaZulu Natal Province, in an area called the South Coast. We’re staying in a drafty cabin less than a mile from the Indian Ocean. The South Coast is known for sunshine and humid heat, but for the last few days it’s been rainy and downright cold.
We’ve been busy the last few days, working and traveling and dealing with family issues. Today was particularly exhausting. Joe and I were so emotionally drained this evening that we could hardly speak during dinner.
Then we walked outside and saw the moon.
The moon was full two days ago, but it was hidden by clouds until tonight.
Mom and I were in Cape Town for three days — we had lots to see and no car. I’m usually not a fan of group bus tours, but when Mom suggested a tour of the Cape Peninsula with a company called Daytrippers, it seemed like a good plan under the circumstances.
Alexi, our charming Daytrippers guide, fetched us from the guest house at 8:45 a.m. To my relief, our touring vehicle was not a bus, but a cute van towing a bike trailer. (For some reason I did not take any photos of the cute van or the cute tour guide. Apologies.)
We headed south out of Cape Town and marveled at the crystal blue sea and lovely beachfront suburbs.
Clifton, a spectacular Cape Town suburb along the Atlantic coast of the Cape Peninsula. Continue Reading
Joe and I got up at 5:00 this morning to go back to Inanda. Joe wanted to photograph the housing settlements there in the early morning light. I was excited to come along, although sad to miss breakfast at Essenwood House.
We spent four hours driving up and down steep, narrow dirt roads – filled with schoolchildren and people walking to work – stopping periodically for Joe to get out and shoot the stunning landscape. I wish I could show you some of the photos he took, but that would give away his identity and probably get me sued by the news agency he works for. So here are a few of my own shots instead. Continue Reading
I’m on the verandah of the Lemon Tree Bed & Breakfast in Kloof, a posh suburb of Durban. A breeze is rustling the royal palms in the garden. It’s calm and quiet.
The verandah at the Lemon Tree. Continue Reading