Load shedding… What did we use before we had candles? Electricity.
All of a sudden it was pitch dark. What the hell? I was relaxing on the couch, child to bed, husband out of town so I had the whole evening
When do you know that you have almost become a ‘local’ in South Africa?
It has been three years since we exchanged Rotterdam for Johannesburg, South Africa. I do remember those earlier days really well. So many new impressions, so many new experiences and
Patience patience, patience…
Coming from Holland and used to a 4G network and Wifi spots everywhere it is quite an adjustment to get used to the ‘almost none existing’ infrastructure here in South
Monopoly, but then for real!
‘I’m moving this weekend’. I look at Sinnah with astonishment. ‘What a surprise!’ I didn’t know that Sinnah wanted to move. The house she currently lives in is her property
Ponte Tower: a representation of South Africa’s history
The District Hillbrow is notorious and infamous, and not just In Johannesburg. Just read any travel guide and it was strongly advised not to walk around as a white person.
The expat bubble
As an expat, you can live your life in a bubble. It’s a peculiar experience. You’re living in another country, but most of your friends are Dutch, your kids are
Let’s get Jozilicious! A tour de Johannesburg
I was shot in Johannesburg. BAM! Yes, yes, the tone has been set! Nothing sweet like: I love New York or I Amsterdam. In Johannesburg they opt for a different
A Day at the Park Jozi style
Like we had a ‘Day at the Park’ in the Netherlands, Johannesburg also has his own version under the same name. I therefore assumed that it would be sort of
How do you survive Johannesburg?
‘A group of 36 Dutch tourists have been raided in Johannesburg ‘. These headlines won’t help the reputation of Johannesburg. To be honest, if something happens here, it is accompanied
Becoming a ‘real man’ hurts like hell in South Africa…
‘This December Katiso is getting circumcised’. What a cheerful topic when you’re just enjoying your cup of tea in the morning. Sinnah, our nanny, looks at me with a serious