Pictures hardly do the sites justice, nor words, but now at least there is somewhat of a vision to the stories.
This is all of us girls at the 'southern most tip of Africa' -we got there just in time for the sunset! It was beautiful. It's called Cape of Good Hope.
This is me, Sam, Kari and Matt after a day on the ocean fishing with just a few of the fish we caught!
The ostrich that attacked us in Cinsta on our first game drive!
This is Malin and Stephanie modeling outside of our cabin in Cinsta, overlooking the beautiful view behind is the sandy beaches and beautiful ocean. Next we are standing on the 'cliff' overlooking the countryside, way in the mountains, hours away from PE...
This is the beach that we climbed to in Kenton on a day adventure.
wild horse! there were so many of them, not sure if they were actually wild, but they seemed to be running and roaming free.
Night time at the Ocean Front in Cape Town. Just like the way the lights were captured.
Who knows where else this adventure might lead...
I suppose a question we must all ask of ourselves at some point, is what exactly will we remember? Is it the people or the places? The sound of movement, unique to each area or the taste of new food? When we learn to appreciate the beauty of the art woven in and around us, maybe then we can learn value. And not just value, but what we value. Maybe we never truly learn anything ourself, it just shows up- appears through the tears and the laughter, the joy and the hurt that makes up our own piece of work. We are always in the process of creating and forming, molding and growing- strung together loosely, yet sturdy. Oh the joy.
"Each of us is an artist, capable of conceiving and creating a vision from the depths of our being." -Dorothy Fadiman
Oh, PS...
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