Cape Town and Namibia

On a boat to see the seals.

Ostriches on the Cape.

At the edge of Africa.

The Stellenbosch wine festival.

Sitting on the road in Namibia.

Swakopmund.

The desert nomad.

What's up dude.

If the bus didn't break down, were you ever going at all?

Living as a Zulu

Day 1 with the family. 

The view of the apartment to Durban.

Zakhona in the kitchen.

A day off at the beach.

Marriage ceremony.

Family fun time.

Arriving in Ebuhleni.

On the job.

Leaving Durban at night.

Waiting around for some chips.

Baptism.

Zulu reed dance.

At night in the hut.

Shaka in his prime.

Everyone ready to go to the dances.

On campus to do some work.

This is the most accurate picture of me in months.

Leaving Ebuhleni.

Goodbye party.

A trip to find out who I am.

 Picture from the first time I ever traveled somewhere alone. My destination was meant to be a hut in the middle of nowhere in Lesotho. It didn't work out so I ended up turning around and going to Port St Johns.

My way up the Sani Pass. Hitch hiking with two Brits doing a cross Africa 4x4 trip.

Made it on top just to catch a blizzard.

No one is taking me any further. Looks like I am heading back to SA.

The Israeli girls who gave me a ride to Port St Johns.

Back on the kombi to Durban. I heard that day that Michael Jackson had died.