I live in the South African bush. Seriously, I do not belong here, not because I don’t love it, but because I spent the last 15 years of my life in giant cities. My childhood was spent growing up on a small barrier island no wider than a mile at it’s biggest. To say I’ve spent most of my life very isolated from nature would be a vast understatement, unless you are referring to squirrels, chipmunks and various other Disney woodland creatures. Deer are about as big as it gets, and deer don’t eat humans. Of course, things change once you get in the ocean. Then, well, then there are rather large fish that can eat you. But that I can handle, because I grew up with it. Lions walking by my room at night? Well, that would be a bit outside my comfort zone. And yet I can’t get enough of it!!!!
Why am I writing this? Well, when you live a few thousand miles (and several continents) away from your friends and family and home country, people want you to keep them updated on what you’re doing. Hence the blog. Via the beauty of the world wide web, I can keep everyone updated about my experiences in the wilds of Africa. And c’mon. Don’t tell me you don’t think it’s hilarious to read about how a city girl deals with her first snake encounter (not the man, the actual reptile) or a drain that hasn’t been unclogged since the Nixon administration. You can all get a giggle from my mishaps and frustrations.
I would love the opportunity to share with you how amazing this place is. So come on. Jump in to my adventure!