It was 9:26pm last Saturday evening on a dark gravel track in the middle of the Wendover Woods in the Chiltern Hills. The temperature had hit freezing point earlier in the day and I had been on my feet for over 13 hours traversing through mud, climbing hills and making new friends. I had stopped […]Read more "Minding the mud"
I eagerly caught up on an array of TED podcasts on a recent Friday evening flight. Unsurprisingly, Uber CEO Travis Kalanick’s TED 2016 presentation focused on regulation, technology and Uber’s mission to decrease congestion and pollution through its uberPool ride-sharing service. He didn’t disappoint, but my favourite part of his talk was a history lesson about the sharing […]Read more "My shared taxi ‘experiment’"
Today’s annual Thanksgiving celebration prompted me to write down all the things I’m grateful for. Life is precious, but one can easily lose perspective and sweat the small stuff. The following four examples are part of a long list I wrote down this Thanksgiving evening: This internet connection: It’s not the fastest connection, but I’m able to access WordPress […]Read more "Gratitude"
One wouldn’t normally associate peace and quiet with Louis Botha Avenue. In Johannesburg’s early days, it was the unpaved main road between the city and Pretoria. In 1908, Mahatma Gandhi spent a year living less then a block away from this unmemorable traffic artery in a bungalow that just over 100 years later has been transformed into a fascinating […]Read more "Gandhi’s Jozi (re)treat"
My New Year’s Day run this year was an uneventful affair compared to a year ago, when I fractured my right foot while running down a hill. This holiday season was different. I trained almost every day to rid my body of the excesses consumed over the holiday period. I took Mr. Sebastian, our min-pin crossed […]Read more "On the run"
I never met Nelson Mandela, but I, like many people around the world, have felt an immense sense of loss over the past ten days. I’ve been surprised that not everyone shares this sense of loss, as I’ve come across people who are either indifferent about his death or believe Mandela ‘sold out’ black South Africans […]Read more "Doing it for Madiba!"
I’m addicted to endorphins. I get my kicks from running, especially if it involves navigating a trail or conquering a hill. Johannesburg has a great selection of urban and out-of-town trails. Trail running is incredibly accessible. It’s doesn’t require expensive gear. You will need shorts, a shirt, socks, shoes, water, food, your mobile phone and […]Read more "Trail blazing"