I created the “Travellers’ Tales” section to give other travellers an opportunity to talk about their travels. Today I would like to introduce you to Amelia , a writer and blogger based in the Garden Route of South Africa. She blogs at “Suddenly A Mom”.
I would love to hear about your travels too. Go to “Travellers’ Tales” , fill in the quick questionnaire and email it to me with your blog links.
I’m a blogger (for clients and myself) and a freelance writer in the gorgeous Garden Route of South Africa. I have a family (a lovely husband and daughter) and nurture a penchant for anything that 1) tastes good, 2) makes music and/or 3) has fur/feathers/fins.
A camping trip on the banks of the Keurbooms River with my parents when I was 4 or 5 years old. We were sitting around a bonfire when someone handed a sparkler to me. I remember wondering how much more magical life could get after holding the stars in my hand.
Mauritius. Mint-coloured water, palm trees, French food and South African wine. Just about perfect.
Snorkelling with eels in irresistibly warm waters and eating the freshest seafood in super-romantic settings.
A camping retreat in the Eastern Cape of South Africa – I met the love of my life there and learnt to catch waves on a SUP.
The place I’d like to go to next is the USA – there’s just so much to see and do with just the right combination of natural beauty, entertainment, culture and fun. I’d love to do a train trip from east to west and discover a bit more of the mid-western farmlands.
Well, I’m yet to go...but Yellowstone and New York City are on my bucket list.
My husband – he’s an adventurer that’s always up for trying something new.
My phone so that I can take pictures, keep in touch with friends back home, and do a little bit of work on the way. I do love my job.
Don’t be pedantic about an itinerary. Have a few places you’d like to see and try your hardest to get there, but be open-minded. Some of the best adventures start by getting lost or taking a chance.
Italy; especially the countryside, far away from the city centres.
The Wild Coast is spectacularly beautiful. It changes you.
Spending the afternoon at a backpackers’ in Coffee Bay while it rained. When I had to head back to our campsite, the river that I needed to cross was flooded. I slipped down the embankment and got soaked through and covered in mud. The campsite was blocked by water, there was no access. So, I headed to a hotel, which charged me an exorbitant rate to stay the night. I had an amazing hot bath, but my clothes were wet and muddy, so I wrapped myself in a stripy African blanket and headed to the restaurant. I could only eat the peanuts at the bar as I’d spent all of my money on one night’s accommodation.
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Thank you, Amelia , for sharing your fascinating travels with us!
I would love to hear about your travels too. Go to “Travellers’ Tales”, fill in the quick questionnaire and email it to me with your blog links.
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