Wednesday, 11 September 2013

2 Free Things to do in Port Elizabeth

I found 2 priceless things to enjoy in Port Elizabeth, that I would love to share with you.


1. Experience  the most amazing Sunrise:  At 6:30am it proved to be the perfect time to take a walk along the beach, it’s peaceful, with very few people on the beach.  I was able to fit in a bit of yoga and also managed to lose my phone in the ocean.  




2. Long, leisurely walks on Sardinia Beach:  a secluded, dune-filled beach  which lies between Schoenmakerskop and Seaview. This piece of paradise frequented by kite-surfers who have a whale of a time playing around with the perfect toy for a city renowned for its wind.  If you prefer keeping you feet on the ground you can try, dune surfing which is done on a piece of cardboard or boogie board, you literally surf the dunes sitting, its fun, inexpensive and lots of laughter. Though if you are looking for some silence  then make your way along the shore, for a beautiful breath-taking walk.

 

Friday, 6 September 2013

KwaZulu Natal: The Kingdom of the Big 5 and the warmest ocean...even in winter

I want to see the Big 5 and swim in the ocean" he said, Big 5 and the Ocean ?  Where was I going to find this piece of paradise ? At first I thought what about the Kruger National Park and Mozambique, after a bit of research,  I realised for a long weekend this was going to be far too complicated.  Then I had a brainwave,  I distinctly remembered my dad saying that Hluhluwe Game Reserve in KwaZulu Natal, was not only the oldest Game reserve in South Africa but it was also home to the Beeeeeeg 5.  At that point though, every flight to Durban had been booked (long weekends clearly require prior planning) and we were left with no choice but to take the bus to Durban.  We drove through the night and arrived in time to catch the fishermen head out to the pier at 5am.

Durban North Beach Front -5am to dip to baptise the feet after a long bus ride.


   Once the sun had come out to play we made our way to Hluhluwe, 2 hours later we arrived to a warm welcome and the possibility that we might not see much of the Big 5.  We drove and drove and drove ...then we had a lucky break! We came across a Lion, chewing away on some buck,  not wanting to interupt this Simba's snacking hour we stayed in the car watching from afar.  After we left,  the drought started all over again, we decided we needed some luck so we stopped and took a few leaps of faith hoping to see more of the wild life.

Hluhluwe Game Reserve - 06/13

Hoping to spot the Big 5 at Hluhluwe Game Reserve a Jump for luck whilst we wait.


The Jump must have a good one because shortly after we spotted a elephant

Then to Top it off a Rhino and it's calf.
Wish #2 fulfilled, as he is about the enter the ocean for a swim at Durban North Beach.

Monday, 8 July 2013

City of Gold - Exploring the streets of Jo'burg CBD

Born in 1886 Jo'burg was concieved from barren,rocky land after gold was found on a farm in Langlagte, it grew rapidly with people from all over South Africa and afar making their way to the City of Gold to claim thier fortune. What started off as barren land grew to being the largest man-made urban forrest in the world at 6 million trees Jo'burg has certainly earned the title. 

If you really want to get to the heart of Jo'burg a walking tour of town is in order.  The city centre has some of the oldest buildings   Architecture tells a story of a different era. During the week it is  always abuzz with activity, people commuting to work, hawkers selling fruits and vegetables on the side of the road and bankers making their way to the financial district. 
Taxi's shuttling commuters around jo'burg, taxis are still the most used form of public transport in South Africa.



If get tired of walking you can take the BRT bus system to get around stopping off at interesting place such as the "Top of Africa" in Carlton Centre a 223m Long building that has 50 floors.  Here you can enjoy taking in various sites of jo'burg,  in fact on a clear day you can even see Pretoria depending on which side you are standing of course.



Stop off at the Guildhall Pub  for a drink,  this pub has sat for 115 years on the edge of Johannesburg's original market square, now known as the Library Gardens. Read more: http://www.joburg.org.za/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=101&limitstart=1#ixzz2YIbL3HpB

There are some great companies doing walking tours in Jo'burg if you want any information on these drop me a line.





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Saturday, 6 July 2013

Arts on Main - The Perfect Sunday Outing

Finding something to do in Jo'burg on Sunday is never hard; in fact it’s harder staying indoors.  One of my favourite places is Arts on Main on Fox Street in Maboneng District. Every Sunday people flock to Arts on Main to enjoy a meal with friends, share some Ethiopian coffee with strangers, salsa on the rooftop with a sexy Colombian or Cuban, watch some pop art and enjoy the various talents that Jo’burg has to offer.  There is something for everyone the social butterfly, the coffee connoisseur, the cocktail lover and the lover of all things art.   

Welcome to Maboneng visit www.mabonengprecinct.com
A Graffiti Artist's Paradise- The wall are adorned with some creative murals.


They have everything for everyone, if you fancy Mexican for lunch and your partner some Thai curry you can find it all at the food market.  



Cocktail anyone?  They make the most amazing Mojitos a perfect sundowner after a long day of sight-seeing.

From 2pm group salsa on the rooftop makes for exciting times. If you enjoy dancing then you must pass by the vibe is electric even if you aren't keen on dancing. 


If you don't fancy dancing then a bike tour around the area might just be what you need.

Young drummers having a drumming session outside Baobab restaurant who from time to time do a collaboration with http://nomadicmichelle.blogspot.com/#!/2013/05/rediscovering-yeoville-et-arabis-good.html

I would love to know what is your favourite place in Maboneg District.  Drop us a comment.


Pictures are courtesy of Vivi Ann Meija

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Rediscovering Yeoville - E@t Arabi's Good Food in Yeoville

                                  There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life. -  Fellini, Frederico.
 Having arrived in Jo ’burg in 2004 I had never ventured into Yeoville, I had passed by it, glanced at the street leading to it but never gone into it.  Everyone I met like a jilted lover spoke of its past and how it’s a hell hole that you should never by the grace of God ever get lost in.  Like a fallen woman ostracized by society, Yeoville was that girl. 
2 weeks back whilst travelling in Durban I came across a 2012 Marie Claire and in the travelling section they featured an array of mouth-watering food pictures taken from a restaurant in Yeoville.  E@t Arabi's Good Food, a vegetarian restaurant in the midst of the mess that is Yeoville? Impossible, but my curiosity was roused and upon arriving back in jo’burg I called my friend to let her know that we had to go to this place. 

That very Saturday with my sister, yogi’s and my Canadian couch surfer Vivi (having travelled broadly it would be interesting to get a stranger’s perspective on the safety of the area), we made our way to Yeoville. As I turned into Rocky road I expected some dilapidated buildings, poor faces but I was greeted with vibrancy like no other, different from the congestion that is Hillbrow.  I saw a lot of different African restaurant’s, tall beautiful black men, fit enough to be part of any army and so well dressed in various African print couture that they could have been taken off the ramps of SA Fashion Week.   I saw mothers walking with their children, a Nandos, a park with kids playing in it and a striking mosaic public swimming pool building.  Amidst all this sensory assimilation, I realized I was lost I could not find this restaurant. I asked a car guard and he directed me to the exact spot.  This restaurant was in fact a tiny space about 2 metres wide, it’s an open working space with the kitchen towards the back of the room, an assortment of spices all in full view.  Headlines cover the extractor and the cook is rolling flour free pure chickpea falafel. The aroma of spices and curry had me instantly hungry, as we all tucked in the goodness of the food, silence fell upon the room as sighs of satisfaction were shared amongst us.  Food cooked with love.  

 It wasn’t long before we were greeted with a warm “family welcome” hugs shared all round and finally I met the man behind the pictures that had brought me to Yeoville.  A huge smile and quick wit had me entranced.  Not only did he welcome total stranger like he had always known us but he shared his thoughts so freely with us.  Having lived in Yeoville for close to 20 years, Sanza is a well of knowledge, he can tell you the history of the place and this of course was interspersed with locals who passed by to see and greet his guests. In one sitting I met more nationalities from Africa than I had met in 1 month in the Northern suburbs. 

 The pavements where abuzz with activity; a Malawian vendor selling pineapples from a trolley, we were treated to these pineapples by a guest of Sanza’s from Cameroon.  The Ethiopian next door running Happy Supermarket peaked around the corner in acknowledgement of our presence, and a Rastafarian passed by saying “Faya”, real people, going about their daily life; interacting with each other more than we do in suburban malls.
Walking up the street I saw a memorial poster for a local lady who had passed away placed in a shop window; in a foreign country where some have no family they have made their own family through their shared experience as migrants.  Yeoville is a ghetto yet it’s alive with possibility, it has every character you can think of, it’s not all rosy but people know each other, they live together with their differences and make it work.  I was at ease and as careful as I am in Sandton of being pick-pocketed.
I do find it sad that we will let things go to ruin when change arises instead of seeing the possibility that change can bring.  Can we not be like trees, that even though they shed their leaves in winter they do not die from that loss but grow new leaves?  Things change the entire time can we not be abundant in how we see things. 
Venture into Yeoville and see it for yourself, find Sanza’s restaurant even CNN Africa travel found it I’m sure you can.

Monday, 6 May 2013

On the couch with Nomadic Michelle: Meeting Vivi

Vivi out on the streets with Nomadic Michelle
The first time I heard about couch surfing I was chatting to a friend in South Korea who was travelling to the Philippines and would be staying for free at someone’s home, with accommodation possibly being the most expensive part of one’s vacation, besides the airfare (that’s if you are travelling by plane) this seemed like a huge saving to me and definitely something to try out myself.
Having joined couch surfing I decided to start off with hosting people, with my profile up and ready,  I decided to contact some people on the list that had been sent me  by couchsurfing of people needing  accommodation in Jo ’burg.
I sent 2 emails and both came back with positive responses, my first guest would be Vivian a.k.a Vivi by the time she left (you know we South- African’s love shortening everything).  She was on a yearlong trip from Canada having travelled from Tanzania all the way down to South Africa.
What would make a young woman leave her home comforts to take on the big, wide world?
Vivi had decided on taking this trip 4 years ago, over the 4 years she saved enough money to make this dream come true, I suppose at 30 you have to do something wildly brave and exciting.  A whole year on the road sounds like an adventure of a lifetime.  When she contacted me to let me know that she was on her way in taxi from Mtubatuba I thought this girl has lost her mind! A Taxi from Mtubatuba is no joke; her reasoning was if so many locals use it surely it cannot be that bad.  She arrived in Johannesburg on time and was escorted by one of the taxi folk to the Gautrain at Park station (nothing like good old South African Hospitality). This guy did not even ask her for a tip and when she apologised for not having one for him he simply said “Ai sister do not worry I was just making sure you are safe.”
Is Jo ‘burg such a Big Bad City?
When I met Vivi she was sitting outside the Gautrain station in Rosebank, the big backpacking bag told me that this was my guest. After getting acquainted she told me about her trip to the city of gold and how en route when they stopped to fill up with petrol,  a gas station attendant was so taken with her that he asked for her hand in marriage and would not allow the taxi to leave until he had made his intentions clear to her.  We both had a good giggle because Zulu men are well known for not allowing a gorgeous woman to pass their sight without making a proposal (our president is a good example).  After arriving at my place Viv was ready to see what Jo ‘burg has to offer and we headed downtown to the Great Dane http://www.braamfontein.org.za/directory/view/great-dane . 
We arrived in Braamfontien to find it abuzz with bikes with neon lights and some interesting Glitter inspired outfits, upon enquiring we discovered that this was the Johannesburg Critical Mass Movement ride, which aims to have cycling tracks built in the city to avoid risky events such as loss of teeth, knee caps and possible death if run over by a motorist.   What was supposed to be quick drink turned out to be a jamming time on the dance floor with all these cyclists (still trying to decide if cycling under the influence isn’t as dangerous as walking home drunk especially in a country where our highest road fatalities are from pedestrians). 
Johannesberg Critical Mass- Night ride downtown.

 Thereafter we made our way to Puma social club http://www.pumasocialjozi.com/ which is literally a whole in the wall if you are not sure what you are looking for, make sure you have the password or you have liked their Facebook page otherwise you will be charged an entrance fee. The Puma social club is exactly what it promises to be, a spot where you can chill, play some pool, Ping-Pong and dance with your people in a chilled stress free environment.  If these are what new age clubs are about then bring it on.
Playing around at the photobooth
Hots spots /Activities 1 should not to miss visiting Jo’burg
1.       Braamfontein has become a hive of activity: from social clubs with great food and craft beer to food markets and galleries.  Get dropped off in Juta street and discover the city.
2.        On Juta and Jorrisen you are spoilt for choice when it comes to social clubs: Kitchener’s, Great  Dane and Puma Social club you are sure to have a good time.
3.       The red double decker bus: discover the inner city on these great informative tours. They taking you around the city centre giving you great insight about the City of Gold.

Tuesday, 2 April 2013

I'm Back!

I have been busy travelling around South Africa: Nelspruit, Northwest Province (I finally ventured past Hartebeespoort) Newcastle, Pretoria and Cape Town (twice in 3 months… it’s the mountain, sea, wine, festivals, the great weather in March and I spotted 2 WHALES unfortunately I only had my phone with me and not one of those trip-tronic camera's  hence I could not take a picture to share with everyoneL)   
So If I was travelling why the sudden silence? I have to admit I was cheating on my BlogSpot account with a Tumblr account.  A friend suggested that I try Tumblr as it was more user-friendly, she gave me some really valid reasons to try it out, so I did.  As with most relationships it’s important to start off with a good foundation which is exactly where this affair went wrong;  with all the travelling I was doing  I was not very good at getting to know the nitty-gritty about my account.  Tumblr lost its shine and appeal, I found myself longing to connect with the people who have been enjoying reading my travel stories.   So I’m back!  That’s if you will have me.

Singing for my accomodation in Pretoria...see its not the first time I have been reduced to some form of begging

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