Archive for Mei, 2010

The ultimate list of things to do in Cape Town

This is my bucket list for Cape Town and surrounding areas. All the things I still want to do. Few of them I’ve done. Some are awesome apprarently and some are less awesome (if you can use the term less awesome:-) Either way, here it is. Feel free to add anything I might have missed?

– Origini coffee shop, de Waterkant, Hudson Str (Bo-Kaap)

– Eatern Food Bazaar, cheap eastern food, Darling street

– Starlings Coffee Shop, Claremont. Belmond road (Milner road extension)

– Rhodes Memorial (sunrise, picnic, late night coffee ect.)

– Diaz Beach, Cape Point

– World of Birds, Houtbay

– Boulders Beach, Simonstown (go see the Penguins)

– Bonzai nursery, Houtbay

– Kirstenbosch

– Cafe Sofia, cheap breakfast

– Dale Brook beach in Kalbay. In low tide you can se sea urchids, seastars ect. It is apparently the most biodiverse beach.

– Sloppy Sam, Persian restaurant in Greenpoint, Mainroad

– Mineral World, Simonstown

– Woolworths bakery (Campus bakery), cheap woolies outlet store, Mainroad, Kommetjie

– Silver mine nature reserve, braai next to the dam in the winter (no braaing in summer due to fire hazard)

– Elephant Eye’s Cave, Kommetjie road

– Slanghoek/kop lighthouse in Kommetjie

– Misty Cliffs, Scarborough (nice to drive through)

– Noordhoek beach

– Llundudno beach

– Next to Sacks (school in Newlands) there is a farm villiage (in Klipper rd)

– Climbind Lion’s head in the moonlight

– de Hussar grill, great steak house (Campsbay and Rondebosch)

– Cecilia forest on the way to Houtbay

– Tokai forest

-Wijnhuis restaurant

– Some deli in Tamboerskloof but you need my friend Dewald to take you there because I’m not sure where it is 🙂

– Hippie farm in Tamboerskloof

– Jonkershoek nature reserve in Stellenbosch (waterfalls, hiking trails exc)

– Navy and toy museum in Simonstown

– High tea at the Mount Nelson hotel

– Irma Steyn art gallery near UCT

– Snow in Ceres in the winter

– Surfing in Muizenberg

– Greyton (small town 2.5 hrs from CT)

– Jardines restaurant (I think) between Bree en Loop street in town

– Taking pictures of the Bo-Kaap

– Observatory in Ob’s (he he yay…)

– Two Oceans Aquarium in waterfront

– Ob’s Cafe theatre

– Beluga sushi place in town with specials Friday evenings apparently

– Queen of Tarts coffee shop in Observatory

– Milla, coffee shop with awesome cakes in Stellenbosch

– Mzoli’s in Gugulethu (resturant where you can choose your own raw meat and then they braai it for you)

– Fairview wine and cheese tasting in Paarl

– Butterfly world in Klapmuts

– Maynard Theatre, Wynberg (Chelsea villiage)

– Charly’s Chicken Pie in the city, awesome restaurant, Commisioner street

– Companje gardens in the city (national art gallery, SA museum, St. George’s cathedral and planetarium)

– Trafalgar square flower market (off Adderley street)

– Hadida (Mexican shop) in gardens

Okay who has something to add? Also let me know if you’ve done some of the above and how it was

ek mis jou nie meer elke dag nie

Ek mis jou nie meer elke dag nie.

Net as dit laat raak en ‘n lang dag was en ek sit nog voor my rekenaar en werk. Dan begin my hart mense mis wat ek nie so goed ken nie en ek raak onsteld as klein goedjies verkeerd gaan, soos die wind my klere van die draad afwaai of as iemand voor my inry. Dan weet ek dis jy. Ek mis jou.

En ek skryf nogsteeds vir jou al weet ek jy mis my nie meer nie. Al weet ek nie eers of die iemand wat ek mis nog bestaan nie. Ek hoop dat in ‘n ander wereld, ene wat dalk anders sou afspeel as ons hier, ons kon vriende wees. Voel of iets van ons harte en binnekante mekaar nog goed ken. Of ek partykeer, as ek hard probeer, kan voel as iets jou seermaak. Ek onthou dat jy maklik seergekry het, soos ek.

En ek wonder of jy, as dit stil raak in mosambiek, as die son ondergaan en jy die kindertjies hoor speel in die agtergrond, as die reuk van pap vanuit die huisies begin opstyg, dan wonder ek of jy net eenkeer…al is dit vinnig… ook nog aan my dink.

Dis seker beter dat alles wat ons was net in my gedagtes bly. Ek beskerm dit beter daar as in die regte wereld.

the point not being the point

Being the centre of your own universe is a tall order for anyone.

In fact, being the centre of any universe is a tall order for any person, be it the centre of your boyfriend/girlfriend’s universe, centre of your own universe, centre of hollywood ect. It’s too much for one person. We weren’t made to be that. I’ve been realising more and more that I am much happier if someone else is my focus instead of me being my own focus.

I’ve been helping out in Heideveld (think it’s part of the cape flats?) on wednesdays, restoring a house to be used as some type of shelter and teaching some children in the community, and wednesday, sitting there, making new friends, moving from my own world, I realised that we were not made to revolve around ourselves. People were made to be in community with each other, fulfill each other’s needs and bear each other’s burdens.

I met a young girl who is 20 years old and has been off drugs for only a few months now. She used to do everything, dagga, tik, coke (and some other stuff I ain’t got no idea of:-) and even spent a month in Pollsmoore prison. Being with her widens my world and changes my perspective and makes me forget about the things that I think are so important in my own life.

We were teaching some children about Jesus’s love and asking them what are things that are “wrong” to do. Answers from a 5 year old: dagga, stabbings and burning down a house. From the sweetest, cheekiest 5 year old boy you’d ever meet.

These people need us. We need them! More! I don’t even know how to describe this. Our society (my society, me) have become so wrapped up in our own worlds and satisfying our own needs that we forget there is a whole other world out there. Things don’t have to be the way they are. This post is sounding way too preachy. It isn’t meant to be.

It’s an invitation to come with me one day. To come check something different out.

It’s not even about what you give up, it’s what you gain.

I’ve struggled with christianity a lot. It seems like the religion is making false promises that we can’t keep. The focus is so much on sin and it’s like there’s a promise that, if you take Jesus as your saviour, your sin will suddenly stop. There are sins that I’ve been struggling with for a long time and just because I’m a christian doesn’t make them go away. But this isn’t to make you lose hope, it’s to give you hope. The hope that SIN IS NOT THE POINT! The point of life is not to become this perfect sin-less creature and neither is the point of religion. Becoming a Christian. Or a person in fulness of what you can be is to have life in abundance. The abundance that you can only get in forgetting yourself and discovering things that you thought were true for so long  just simply aren’t. Discovering you don’t have to carry your own burden anymore or focus on your own problems anymore. There is another way for all of us to live. Rather than isolated, lonely, scared, chasing something to make us whole…we can do this together, as a community who takes care of each other.

Man…this sounds like a preach again. So not the point. Just the joy I’ve been discovering.

Some come chat to me! Come with me one wednesday! Even if you don’t believe in God, that is SO NOT THE POINT! I want to blog your mind with meeting people and seeing things and experiencing stuff you never would’ve before! Contact me! Come with me! Come see what the heck I’m on about…

koffie en boots

So om kaaptoe te trek was nogal ‘n biggie vir my. Ontop of die feit dat ek die eerste maand of wat in trane spandeer het oor ‘n huge heartbreak. En toe gaan dit goed en alles werk uit en ek kry werk/blyplek/vriende en ek kleur my hare en die son begin weer skyn en mens vergeet en mens beweeg aan. Tot ‘n groot wave onverwags oor jou spoel in die vorm van mail in jou inbox.

En jy spandeer weer die hele aand op die badkamer vloer terwyl haat/liefde/moord/vrede/God/hoekom deur jou kop rush en jy uiteindelik aan die slaap raak.

Vandag toe gaan ek werktoe en kom by die huis en ek besluit ek wil ‘n vinnige middagslapie vat. En 3 ure later word ek wakker met ‘n hoofpyn. En ek voel beter! En toe gaan ek gou winkel toe om paar goedjies te koop en ek stap verby Vida. Mmmm… Vida koffie. En ek staan daar binne met my Vida koffie en my Lindt chocolate en toe skielik is die son terug. Partykeer moet mens net uitkom. En partykeer vergeet mens vinniger. En ek weet nou ek gaan dalk nog baie huil maar die sonnetjie sal altyd net om die hoek wees. In die vorm van iemand wat glimlag, ‘n cool vriend, nuwe boots of vida koffie en 70% dark chocolate.

My punt is, moenie van die gebou afspring nie al wil jy! More gaan die son uitkom!

Ha ha, eintlik moet ek daai boonste sinnetjie op my eie muur plak.

So ja, happiness isn’t lost, just misplaced. My nuwe fave blog.

Peace people!

Groete vanuit die land van stuimige emosies.


A poem just because I can

As ek maar oor jou gevoel het soos oor

Te sterk koffie

Of tamatiesop in die winter

Of alleen op my stoep sit

En vir die maan kyk

Of om basil te plant wat ek

Pesto mee wil maak

Maar nooit sal nie

Want die reen het te vroeg gekom

Maar nou voel ek oor jou soos oor

Langs die see stap

In ‘n warm teater sit met ‘n glasie rooiwyn

Soos wolke wat volraak met reen as die

Wereld om jou donker raak

En jy vergeet het om ‘n sambreel te koop

Soos die see wat sy blou verloor in ruil vir

Stuimige branders wat elke mens wat durf daarin swem

Weer uitspoeg

Amper soos water as jy dors is

Amper soos asemhaal

En ek weet nie waar my hart is nie

Ek weet nie hoe ek weer gaan voel nie

Amper soos ophou asemhaal

Hoekom glo jy in God?

Ek wonder baie hieroor. Hoekom glo ek in God? Dis een van daai vrae wat mens as Christen blykbaar uitgesort moet he. So hoor ek. Ek kon nog nooit regtig op ‘n goeie antwoord afkom nie. Ek dink my antwoord evolve en verander soos ek meer van Hom leer ken. Ek het al probeer om nie ‘n Christen te wees nie. Van Hom te vergeet. Maar ek kannie. Ek het Hom nodig. Ek geval. So hier is my antwoord vir nou.

Ek glo in God want partykeer is die wereld so awesome en dinge werk so goed uit dat my siel uitroep vir iemand om voor dankie te se, en dan is dit Hy!

Ek glo in God want soms is die berge en die sonsondergang en die wolke en die maan so mooi dat ek iemand nodig het om te prys. Iemand moes dit gemaak het. Dis Hy!

Ek glo in God want partykeer gebeur goed wat so onbepland is en so seer maak en dan voel dit of niemand verstaan nie, maar dan onthou ek die spykers in Sy hande en die man op die kruis en dan weet ek iemand huil saammet my. Dis Hy!

Ek glo in God want partykeer is ek so deurmekaar en die lewe so sinneloos en my drome lyk onbereikbaar en dan het ek iemand nodig om saammet my die pad te stap en rigting te wys. En dan is Hy daar!

Ek glo in God want partykeer is ek so dom en ek doen sulke stupid goed en sonde mess my hart en my lewe so op en maak ander so seer en dan het ek nodig dat iemand vrede, reconciliation en wysheid bring en dan is Hy daar! Hy heal wat ek self verbrou het! Hy bring genade selfs in seer wat ek self veroorsaak het!

Ek glo in God want partykeer weet ek niks. Ek het lyding en wysheid nodig in ‘n deurmekaar wereld wat ek nie verstaan nie. En dan skryf Hy vir my in die Bybel en ek lees Sy woord en hoor Sy stem en dinge maak weer sin!

Ek glo in God, in Jesus, in Sy gees, want Hys daar! Heeltyd! Altyd! In alles waardeur ek gaan en maak nie saak hoeveel keer ek dieselfde fout maak nie. Hy is daar!

Eintlik glo ek in God want ek sien nie kans om dit alleen te doen nie.

Wat is jou antwoord? Hoekom glo jy in God??

climbing a mountain

Danny I’m doing this in English for you since you couldn’t be there!

Okay so today I climbed a mountain. Not just any mountain, tabel mountain!!! I CONQUERED IT!! Yeah!! In December I climbed Wolfbergskeure in the Cederberg and apparently it’s supposed to be much harder, but I gotta say, TM (table mountain as it’s referred to among those who’ve climbed it:-) almost got me down. Since I’d done the one in December I was totally keen and not even at all worried and was just like “oh yeah let’s do it.” Like some things in life that we think are easy or not think about much, I realised that I maybe should’ve trained a bit more or something. This might be due to the fact that I’m less fit that Decmeber and I also have a cold and some cold medicine that I’ve been drinking so my body is using its energy to fight the germs (my theory at least he he)

So about 15 minutes up I was like…damn. I can’t breathe. Like I was wheezing and my lovely friend gave me her asthma pump. I was shaking and I was just like, there’s no way I’m gonna make it up that mountain today. I couldn’t even do the bottom. But my friends were “there’s not I in Team Africa” ( we picked a name, TEAM AFRICA, he he) so we are gonna make it!! I told them to go, coz they were fitter than me, and meet then at the top, or just wait somewhere, but they were determined to take me along.

So I came up with some…ummm..wisdoms?…things?? for when climbing a mountain… real or metaphorical…coz there are always mountains in life.

Make friends. Take friends along. They keep you going when you can’t and believe in you when you believe in yourself. Iwas ready to turn AROUND by 15 minutes into the climb, we still had almost 2 hours to go. But they saw that I could make it even if I couldn’t.

Somehow in life we manage to handle things we never thought we could. Some sucky things had happened to me lately and came to mind while climbing the mountain, and I just knew that human beings are able to handle infinitely more than we think we can. We think we have a ceiling but we can do so much more than we think we can. We can push our minds and our bodies to a place beyond our wildest dreams.

Somehow I managed to put one foot in front of the other. One very wobbly foot. And all I could think about was that moment. I couldn’t look up because it was too far. I couldn’t look down because the bottom was still too close. I couldn’t even set short goals because they seemed unattainalbe. But I could do one more step. Each time. I could put one foot in front of the other. And my friends were like “if tourists can do it we can” and “go Karlien, you’re gonna make it” and without that I would not have made it. They waited for me and encouraged me and never once got irritated by my slow progress.

The most discouraging was when you think you made progress and you’re so close and you come around a corner and there are just infinately more steps. You think you’re almost there and the end is not when you thought it would be. In life we often think the end to our “mountain” has come, or we think we’ve reached the end of a certain period of suffering, and something happens and we get so discouraged and feel like we can’t go on. But then I just kept looking at the step in front of me. The end was there somewhere but I couldn’t even think of it. My mind could be on nothing except here and now. One more step. One more breath. One more moment. One more day of getting up. Make it to the end of this day, this hour, this minute…take it slow. Breathe.

My friends reminded me to breathe. We would often stop and catch our breaths and just look down. And the down became further and further away. I learned to look down not up. To see how far I’ve come instead of how far I needed to go. I knew that every single step I took was one I didn’t need to take again. Was one step closer. In life, every painful moment that passes is one you dont have to live through again. There is always an end, and with every painful breath it gets closer.

So we stopped often and looked down. At the scenery. The ocean. The harbour. Houses. Roads. The mountain. It was so amazing. Every moment was amazing because in the midst of the madness it felt like God was climbing with me. I could not take more steps but he took them with me. In my mind I couldn’t even talk with Him. He just carried me. It was painful but worth it. Pushing yourself. Your body. Your closeness to God. Building something in a way that you can’t describe. It can’t be build any other way but through this experience. God often refines us in the fire. And only He knows how long He will keep us there. We need to just trust that He knows the way.

The end was the hardest for me. I was tired. It became incredibly steep right before the top. The last part is often the hardest. The darkest part of the night is just before the dawn. We were in the shade, and I could see the sun peeking through the crack where we were heading, between the two rocks. I knew if I could just get to that sun I would make it. I could see the sun but every step was so painful. Every climb seemed exponentially harder than the previous one. Every breath harder to breathe. It seemed like the closer the top came, the further it was from me.

But I made it. In His grace and glory and with my beautiful friends I made it!! I have conquered table mountain!

And somewhere, inbetween the breathing and the stepping and the focusing and the almost-dying, it became less about the destination and more about the journey… The top is not necessarily the goal. The climb is.

Oh yeah, my favourite quote from the climb, my friend Carrie just after slipping and almost falling down “My life just flashed in front of my eyes…it was so exciting!”