Three weeks after my relationship ended, I did the only thing that made sense: I booked a solo trip somewhere I’d always wanted to go but had been waiting for the “right time” to visit together. South Africa had been on that list for years — and honestly, the timing turned out to be perfect, … Read more
When I turned 35, I made a deal with myself: no more saving the good stuff for someday. The trip I’d been pinning photos of for four years — safari sunsets, Cape Town rooftops, private game reserves with no phone signal — finally had a departure date, and it was South Africa. What I didn’t … Read more
My boss handed me a bonus check and said “invest it wisely.” I invested it in a round-trip ticket and two weeks somewhere I’d been dreaming about since a geography class in eighth grade — South Africa, a country so staggeringly diverse it almost doesn’t seem real until you’re standing inside it. I wanted vibrant … Read more
My passport sat blank in a drawer for two years after I got it — I kept saying “soon” until a friend called me out at dinner. We booked flights that night. I barely slept. That impulsive decision led me to the South African bush at dawn, standing on a private lodge deck with coffee … Read more
