iNtombi

Nontsikelelo Dube, from the UK, blogged about photographs of me.

Gazam

Coming to America

2009

Jesse

Something new from this young gentleman: Jesse Boykins iii

Something old:

*Makes me miss my afro

Travel

trav·el /ˈtrævəl/  [trav-uhl]

–verb (used without object)

1.to go from one place to another, as by car, train, plane, or ship; take a trip; journey: to travel for pleasure.

I love travelling. Just the idea of travelling tomorrow excites me beyond and beyond anything else today. When I say travelling I mean it in the literal sense of the word travel. I’m not referring to reaching that travel destination and ‘checking it out’ – I’m talking journeying between exit and entry points. Whether by bus, train or car (never plane), I find spending time onboard my travel medium more enjoyable than getting there.

The space between X and Y is in itself insurmountable to any co-ordinates on Google maps. It’s that unhyped space BBC Travel writers forget to mention. It’s not a place – if so, then it’s a placeless place with infinite possibility attached to its name. That very space, filled with limbo and sometimes (un)comfort and predictability,  provides a pleasant feeling enough to curl my toes. I’ll be in motion this weekend first by foot, then bus, then train and finally with tram– and back again, juggling portmanteaus, cameras, snow and old friends.

Where I  go to is not really interesting today but instead how I go, and most importantly – my time spent going.

The Hague

Happy December, happy birthday Tre-tre Heard.

 

Dapper dandyism

The best pumkin soup was served to me here, at Cafe Eet Cloos - but unfortunately so was the hand-served bun by a unfazed waitron.