I think the most daunting words that enter a writer's mind is...''So, where to start?''.... And that is exactly how I'm feeling at the moment.
I can say without a single ounce of doubt, that the past month and a half (or however long it has been) has been one of the most incredible, inspiring and no-words-can-describe-what-i'm trying-to-say times I've gone through. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I was planning on moving to the Western Cape--Stellenbosch more specifically, and it has been about five weeks since I departed from Lanseria airport on that fateful morning. The things that I've seen, the food I've eaten, the manic panic my mom and I have gone through, scrambling for an apartment and climbing out the Helsghoogte pass in a flea-taxi-Corsa...(rented by a super unreliable--and unknown-- car rental company...) to go for interviews far and wide, the Cape has made me hungry for LIFE. It's that feeling you get when you're super excited, so excited in fact, that you're actually nervous about how you're going to try and fully BE in the moment. I've taken one or two road-trips thus far, with some really cool people I've met along the way, and I have repeatedly wished that I can adjust the shutter speed of my eyes so as to capture the heartbeat of this place. Every which where you look has the potential to be a photograph. I just can't. I don't know how to explain it. I know I might be sounding like a typical tourist on their first trip to the Cape, and actually, I don't care if I do, this place reveals little secrets to you if you'd only give it a chance to open up. Moving to the Cape has felt like coming home but to a place you've never been to before all at the same time. Words seem to fail me at this point in time. And, right now in this moment and part of the month I can't afford to be so dumbstruck! I have encountered some problems with my antique laptop, in which it has decided to fully betray me and not start up...at all. So, as I am sitting here in this slippery, swivel chair, I am paying R10/ 15 minutes at a nearby internet cafe to try and put down some of the thoughts that've been bubbling for the past few weeks. Driving through different parts around here are nothing short of awe-inspiring. My sister and I took a trip to Houtbay about three weeks ago, so it was the two of us, two backpacks and the Beetle all along the coast in the sunset... Waves crashing on the rocks down below, zooming and zipping past traffic in Clifton, hooting at bronze boys on the balconies above, all while listening to one of our favourite radio stations as the scoring to our classic movie scene. Fish braai's, harbour indoor markets and make-shift music, mountains of Lebanese food at a local restaurant, drinking red wine on the floor of my new (and very empty) apartment with my mom, haggling with hobo's for directions (okay, I'm telling fibs there...hobo's won't be able to tell you where to go), partying into two-zero-one-five with some awesome, new colleagues, it has been, in one word, a BLAST. Even the Beetle is taking on well to this new climate and air pressure, she's purring like a kitten on the Adam Tas Road and N2. I think she's having just as much of an adventure as I am, getting compliments left, right and centre from all the "CL" locals. So as to not give too much away in one new post, I will save some information for the next one, to further reel in some potential movers n shakers who want to make the mini Great Trek down to the Cape. One piece of advice given to me thus far (from family, friends and inner places) is that, while remembering to make wise decisions on this new path, one must go full, Head-on into this thing. No half measures are allowed. Thinking about what I've experienced thus far almost brings me to tears, because for the first time in a long time, I have a rejuvenated lust (well, Zest is a nicer word) for life. If you enter into something with a positive and clear mindset and willing to do your part, there is a high reward on the other side. Here's some extra blue cheese to savour...The first step is always the hardest, but there's no denying that you'll be Helped all along the way if you expend that little bit of courage to kick-start yourself. I hope to have some amazing pictures to put up for my next entry, my Blackberry's memory card has also decided to pull a fader on me, thus the only photo's I've been able to take is with my mind's eye (and my heart is the terabyte SD card ;-) cue the drum/cymbal sound effect...! I hope that you have a bon week-end! ...And I am just about to reach the limit of my wifi he...
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AuthorHi there, my name is Judete Fourie. I am a twenty-something-year-old writer living in Stellenbosch in SA's Western Cape. Follow my day to day adventures that involve wine, wit and braaibroodjies. Archives
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