As the pandemic is starting to lighten its grip for some areas in the world, many armchair travelers such as myself smell the morning air once again (does it smell of jet fuel?). One of the most interesting places I’ve visited in recent years is Cape Town. Few cities has such a alluring combination of beautiful surroundings, exciting food and lots of history. It’s called the Mother City for a reason.
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Today it’s been 20 years since one of the most disruptive events in modern history. The world was so different back then. There was a lot of optimism in the air after the Millennium, but also a lot of activity. Changes were brewing, people were discussing No Logo by Naomi Klein and having riots against George W Bush while bubblegum artists such as Britney Spears dominated the charts.
Travel series used to be all about visiting the big landmarks and repeating stuff that’s on the backside of every guidebook. Moving on from Michael Palin and Ian Wright, a new standard for travel-related content was set by Anthony Bourdain as he was filling the screen with ordinary people and telling their story instead of showing the same old tired monuments.
2020 has been a very strange year. In the wake of the corona virus, it feels like the grim reaper has been closer than usual. Today is the day of remembering the dead. I recently visited a cemetery in my home town, where I found some structures that reminded me of the Père-Lachaise cemetery in Paris.
In these troubled times of covid-19, global traveling has come to an almost complete stop after decades of ever-increasing growth. Last year saw a global movement in the climate crisis, even leading to the new term of “flight shame”. While the travel industry was still reeling back from this, covid-19 came in for a sucker punch like a furious Ivan Drago.
The corona virus is spreading throughout the world. My thoughts goes to all the affected countries in these troubled times. The nation being worst hit in Europe at the moment is Italy. It will likely be a no-go zone for a long time, so I think back on the many good times I’ve had there.
As I was walking around in St Lucia, it felt like everything was out to get me. At first, monkeys passed by on the deserted road. Found a beautiful beach with endless views of the Indian Ocean. But there was a sign with warnings of shark, crocodile and hippo, as well as strong currents.
After being away from civilization for a while, the city of Durban would be a sight for sore eyes. But even though one may be fooled by the pristine beaches and tall buildings, the urban area can be deceptively rough around the edges. I usually love to discover new cities on foot, but this time I felt a bit uneasy with the surroundings.
The eastern part of Lesotho is a barren landscape, since it is above the tree limit. It’s lacking most facilities and points of interest, with one exception. Appearing at the horizon on top of a hill like a mirage is Sani Mountain Lodge, where you can find the Highest Pub in Africa.
Even though I released a book earlier this year called Here Be No Dragons, I must confess that I do enjoy a good dragon or two. So I found myself going up the steep dirt road in Sani Pass in a dirty jeep to look for them.