Category Archives: South Africa

I’m Back!! :)

Well… MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!!! 🙂  (For yesterday at least). I have been away on holiday back in South Africa– hence the lack of posts- but I will be up and cracking soon and I just wanted to wish you guys all the best for the festive season and 2013!

I’ve been back for 2 weeks now and will update you on my holiday next.

Enjoy the rest of the holidays- make sure that there’s always plenty of Quality Street chocolates available 😉


An Idiot’s Guide to Singing the South African Anthem

In only four months, I’ll be off work for a month to go back home to South Africa. I am so excited and thought I’d share this great video with you all. It’s a creative guide on how to sing the national anthem of South Africa which has five (yes, five!) of the eleven official languages of SA in it.

Nkosi Sikelel’ iAfrika (God Bless Africa) is a true representation of our Rainbow Nation and I hope you enjoy it 🙂

Learn to Live, Love and Laugh

Every so often I come across a familiar South African accent floating about and a little part of me feels reassured somehow- reassured that I’m not the only one who misses the little things that life has to offer back home. The little things (which you later realise) are the big things in life. Missing home has held me back from breaking through the barrier of self- discovery and moving away from home, to a different country, was one of my bravest moments in life so far.  I took a risk, made a change and boy have I learnt A LOT!!!

I moved to England at the ripe age of just 18 years old – eleven days after completing high school.  For many reasons of course, but mainly to find myself and realise parts of me that I never knew existed.  Blah blah blah- how cliché. Yet it is the truth. And now eighteen months on, I’m beginning to understand the human being that I want to become.  Before now, it seemed like I was stuck in a place of white noise- the kind you hear when holding a seashell against your ear while the ocean rushes in.

After seeing and experiencing things, I’ve learnt that you can tell a lot about a person by the way they handle these three situations:

  • A rainy day
  • Tangled headphones
  • A weirdo

I’ve learnt that making a ‘living’ is not the same as making a ‘life’.

I’ve learnt that the path is not always straight.

I’ve learnt that when you mess up, life gives you a second chance. And it’s called “tomorrow”.

I’ve learnt that it’s true how people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

I’ve learnt that you shouldn’t go through life by just being a doormat and when life throws you lemons, you need to throw something back at it.

I’ve learnt that when deciding something with an open heart, you usually make the right decision.

I’ve learnt that no matter what happens or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

I’ve learnt that sometimes all you need is to love and to be loved.

I’ve learnt that I am stronger than I ever thought I’d be.

I’ve learnt that I still have a lot to learn.

A great moment in my life…

What: Highest Bunjy Jump in the WORLD!!! 216 metres (709 feet)…

Where: Face Adrenalin, Bloukrans  Bridge, Garden Route, South Africa

When: 27 December 2009

Who: Me  🙂

Why: Because I can!!!                 

It began with my mom and I signing a form which basically said: You could die doing this.

I was 2 weeks away from commencing my final year of high school…  So doing this made it an interesting start. But  (having no real choice)  my mom shakily signed the form as I went to get geared up by a guide, who gave me an uncomfortable wedgie and successfully psyched me up for an event which would last a total of roughly 3 minutes. After mocking my Spongebob Squarepants t-shirt, the guide then led the nervous group down a rocky path to the bridge entrance.

We all had 2 options to get onto the bridge platform: walk across in a metal cage, attached to the underside of the bridge that shook with fury  every time a car drove past, or the Flying Fox. I had already braved the cage, when my sister did the jump 8 years ago, so I opted for the Flying Fox –  a “foofie slide”,  aka zipline…   Little did my mom know that this, of course, would cost her extra money. Joy :).


We were welcomed with blankets and pumping music. Then the jumpers started questioning themselves, asking “Why the (beep) did I pay to jump off a (beep) bridge?!!!!” I was pretty chilled at that time, until my name started creeping to the top of the screen. I felt my heart beating in my tummy  (ba-boomp, ba-boomp, ba-boomp….):  part adrenaline/ part no breakfast.

Next thing I knew, my feet were being strapped together and I was being given some instructions. I was floating in and out of reality, with a big smile spread across my “I dunno what’s going on” face. I asked the guys if I could look over the edge and that’s when my smile faded momentarily and was replaced by a feeling that can only be described as… AWESOME!!!!

Then… 3… 2… 1…


I bent my knees, kept my eyes open and without hesitation,performed a perfect Pocahontas dive off a 216m bridge- attached only to a bunch of elastic bands tied together :O Normal right?!!

My expected screams were in fact turned into “WHOOOO HOOO’s”, where I heard, felt and saw nothing while plummeting to the ground… pure bliss. A healthy form of ecstasy. My “high” increased when the adrenaline rushed to my head while I was hanging upside down, waiting for the “recovery”.

I was lifted back onto the platform where I was asked by the cameraman how that felt: “WHOOO HOOO!! AWESOME!!!” was my answer (no surprise). All I could do afterwards was grin like a Cheshire cat and shake my head. Did I really just do THAT??!! HELL YEAH !!

This was: A great moment in my life.

Bunjy jumping is an absolutely incredible experience that I would highly recommend to everyone. Got what it takes? Take a look at Face Adrenalin’s website. They’re open 365 days a year!        

p.s. Remember to buy the DVD afterwards  🙂

p.p.s Face Adrenalin has a 100% safety record.