I haven’t posted much this year because well I haven’t really gone anywhere so there was nothing to post really; what with this being a travel blog and all. Until this past trip to Paris there was nothing but tumble-weed going all up and through here.
But also I realized that just because I haven’t gone anywhere physically it doesn’t mean I haven’t been on a journey. This year has been quite a year on my journey of self discovery. I moved into my own place (sidenote living alone is the bombdotcom), I cut my hair and workwise I’m really coming into my own as an artist manager. So I have decided the same way I share my trips all over I’m going to share this journey too.
I hope you enjoy the ride or at least try your hardest not to roll your eyes at all of this like I know 2years ago me is doing right now.
Here’s me so far this year:
And this is how you all see me -> International woman of mystery or Fancy with the pink hair whichever you prefer, anyway welcome to the trip everyone.
I’m posting twice in one week because well I haven’t posted anything in a while, my bad. Anyway as the title says my sister turned 40 and here’s what we got up to in Paris, you know touristy things for me and shopping for everyone else. Amongst the touristy antics we got up to; we trekked up and down all 284 stairs of the Arc de Triomphe so I could get my perfect shot of Paris.
Trust I took a break walking up these stairs
My perfect shot of Paris from the Arc de Triomphe(I finally got it. YAY!!!)
I didn’t take many pictures of the crew shopping so instead I will gladly share more happy-clappy- touristy shots.
Arc de Triomphe
Jardins du Château de Versailles AKA Garden of Versailles
So my sister turned 40 this year and she choose to spend it in my favourite place in the world…..Grand PARIS. So you know I was down. My first time in Paris was a solo trip so I was super excited to going back with some of my faves you know the Fam-bam.
Paris weather was a bit stank this time around but don’t get it twisted the magic is there regardless.
By now ya’ll know I hate flying so I try to be as comfortable as possible (which I never am) *sidebar my brother said I looked like an anime character
Touchdown in Paris
So once again we waited and waited and waited for the shuttle to the hotel so here’s a quick tip just take a cab or maybe try another shuttle company because Paris Shuttle was No Bueno.
Anyway back to the regular programming celebrating 40 in Paris, we checked in to our hotel, showered and hit the Champs-Elysees for supper and touristy things like navigating our metro line. The next day was my sister’s birthday so we explored the neighbourhood, lunch at Ralph’s in Paris and then we hit up BadaBoum to go check out Muzi perform.
Looking fabulous at 40 and strutting her stuff on the streets of Paris
Muzi on stage at BadaBoum
You know how sometimes you just wish you could get away from the city for a little bit but there’s no time? Well this past weekend I found a bit of a sanctuary in Johannesburg, Northcliff to be exact. I know I was as surprised as you are.
My friends I give you Morrells Boutique Estate, a guest house/ event venue which has the cutest bistro to top of the old school french vibe they have going on. For a couple of days or hours you’ll feel like you’ve left the city for a little bit.
Lunch wash served: Black truffle chicken with parmaham with some fancy named veggies.
Baked vanilla cheesecake with strawberries and honeycomb.
Since posting about my Mombasa trip I’ve been getting a bunch of questions from people so I figure I should use this post to address their queries.
Can you fly directly to Mombasa from SA? At the moment no airlines fly directly to Mombasa, I had to connect from Nairobi.
Where did you stay? We stayed at the Behari beach hotel which was quite pleasant and had friendly staff.
What can we do there? Ours was a short trip but here are some of the things you can do while you are there.
1. Also my favourite lay in the sun
2.Go on boat rides and swim in the ocean
3. Go shopping at the markets
4. For the adventurous types windsurfing and kite surfing
5. Go site seeing
6. Or enjoying some cocktails by the water
Would I recommend this trip to other people? YES over and over and over again, Mombasa is beautiful and the people are friendly.
We also checked out the local markets, or the Markiti as it is called. The first market day was really just us looking around and getting our bearings (yes we shopped obviously). The second market day was us trying to find the Masai market which was kinda sabotaged by the rain , the vendors couldn’t set up their stalls properly. Then we checked out the spice market which is more of a food market as it has more than just spices.
Pick a ride
Hitting the town
The markiti was definitely bustling
Market day 2 Masai market and the spice market
Our choice of transport came with an umbrella-ella-ella eh
The rain wouldn’t let the Masai market be great as you can see, but Jabu’s dress did add the pretty to the shots.
So we headed to the spice market
Lets take it back to the beach
What is a holiday at the coast without spending time at the beach. Let me just say Bahari beach is a beautiful and eventful beach. You have everything from vendors selling fabric, paintings and wood carvings, then you have people offering camel rides. Everyone is trying to make a buck I was offered a massage and one dude tried to charge us for a tour of the beach he was like ” There are people selling paintings there, the water is over there…” people are such chancers.
The tide is high in the morning so you see no sand for while so the morning started up here and we worked our way down the stairs to explore some more.
Checking on the tide
Chillin’ like a villian
Tide’s low lets go
Camel rides at the beach
It started to rain on our walk back to the hotel
It started to rain as we walked back to our hotel, and it stopped when we reached the pool so we chilled some more.
I honestly could get used to life at the beach.
Day 2 was a more traditional tourist day and we checked out Fort Jesus, walked through Old Town and saw the Mombasa Tusks.
Fort Jesus is one of Mombasa’s tourist attractions. It was built by the Portuguese in 1593 to protect their sailing route back to Portugal. The Portuguese regarded themselves as representatives of christianity hence the name Fort Jesus. There is a constant stream of people coming in to see Fort Jesus both international tourists and locals (the cover charge is cheaper for Kenyans).
Walking through Old Town the buildings are beautiful but hella neglected, the different textures make for great backdrops though for our selfies and cheesy tourist shots, so we obliged.
Because it was a Sunday the street was not busy I managed to get the shot of the Mombasa Tusks uninterrupted.
Travelling drama aside I had finally made it to Mombasa and I was ready to soak up the sun. The rain and the sunshine kept alternating throughout the course of the days but the warmth stayed constant so no jackets and no long sleeves. Just what the doctor ordered.
The view from our room ❤
Our day started with us exploring our surroundings which on day 1 was the beach where we booked our ride on a glass boat and the shopping centre to get money to pay for boat ride and the likes (I didn’t exchange currency beforehand. You know me “rebel”).
And then the touristy fun began, be warned I get trigger happy with a camera so a photo overload is upon you.
Fish swimming beneath the boat
They are called glass boats because they have glass bottoms so you can see the fish once you sail deep enough (If you saw my insta-stories you heard how excited I was to see these buggers)
In the spirit of trying new things I got in the water with the fish swimming around my legs.
This past week I took a well deserved break to Mombasa Kenya and here’s how it went. I didn’t jump at the idea to go initially because you know adulting tends to be a nay-sayer of note; but Johannesburg’s cold winter convinced me to go where it was nice and warm. After I bought my plane ticket I thought that was all the preparation I needed to do because I mean you don’t need a visa to travel to other African countries right. Kids take note ignorance is not bliss, I was so lax with my research and I cut it pretty close with vaccinations and medications. Kenya is a yellow fever region therefore you need to get a vaccine and it is advised that this vaccination be done at least 10 days before you leave, but being the *daredevil that I am I got mine 6 days before my trip. *Sidebar I would like to let you know that Google is your friend. After being informed about the need for a vaccination on Saturday night I headed straight to Google to find travel clinics that were open on a Sunday. Lo and behold there was one 2 minutes away from where I live and it was open on Sundays so needless to say I went to bed with a smug “I got this” grin on my face. Woke up the next morning took a walk to the travel clinic and I was told they are out of the yellow fever vaccine and they’d probably get stock sometime during the week *Shock!Horror!Gasp!* I went back to Google and called the other listed clinics with no luck, so I stop calling because I was over hearing no, so I ended up driving to a clinic that Google said is open without even calling ahead. At this point I’m talking to God, the universe and my ancestors simultaneously on some “help a sister out”. I am happy to report that they heard me and I got vaccinated and got my malaria tablets, I was officially clear for take off.
Then things started looking up, the Gautrain station in Sandton let me park my car there for free and on the flight to Nairobi I had a whole row to myself I was literally on cloud nine. When we landed however there was a mess up with my booking and I missed my flight to Mombasa. The airline put me on the next flight( which was 2hours later) with no charge. I was lucky, hella cranky but lucky nonetheless. When I landed at the airport in Mombasa and the first thing I saw was a board with my name on it I knew God,the universe and my ancestors were all looking out for me. It was smooth sailing from then on.