Last night I was invited to a food tasting and did a terrible job at hiding my Food Imposter Syndrome. I love eating food but I don’t know much about describing it. Plus I cannot tell the difference between cumin and coriander, I find amuse-bouche … Continue reading Lucky Bean, Melville.
I left Zimbabwe when I was sixteen. Sixteen is a difficult age at the best of times and leaving behind everything that I knew was hard. I missed home and I missed my friends. I missed the Zambezi River. And even though it was just … Continue reading On Zimbabwe, home and belonging
This week I was beyond lucky to get to visit Jack’s Camp in the Makgadikgadi Pans, Botswana. I’ve always wanted to go to the Kalahari Desert and to this particular lodge so when the opportunity came up, I was like yes yes yes. Even though … Continue reading Jack’s Camp, Makgadikgadi