And for my next trick… Made with 1 000 photographs & 24 Hyperlapse clips, here’s a little bit of magic.
It’s been a while, and I’m really sorry for being a shit blogger. I’ll be better in 2015 – at least that is what I keep telling myself every year.
It’s been a fast-paced year, the kind that hasn’t stopped or slowed down. Many things have happened in the year but I feel like this year has possibly been the most challenging, exhausting, and emotionally taxing, but with all those things it has been the most rewarding. I’ve met some great people, I’ve said goodbye to others, I’ve dealt with loss, and in the chaos of it all, I have also had the chance to get to know myself a little better. What I can deal with, that it’s okay to say no, it’s okay to not go, it’s okay to stay in and be a granny but it’s also okay to go out and remember that I’m only twenty-four and that I don’t need to be responsible ALL the time. Just majority of the time.
It’s been a while since we caught up proper, hasn’t it? Things this side have been proper busy and a bit mundane in the same breathe if that could be thought possible. But good news, I was asked to drive with my matey up to the Kruger. Although I’m sure she only asked me to go was cos she didn’t want to drive alone, I was pretty chuffed to just be getting out of the city for a few days (For the record. I’m proper grateful to the Saber’s for inviting me. I know it was not only so Widdle Sabz wouldn’t be driving alone for 4 hours.) Last weekend was massively eventful to say the least.
The drive up was not tedious at all. In fact it was pretty chilled and relaxing and I have the right to comment on that due to the fact that I drove. Before we carry on let me introduce to you the one, I call, Sabz… First Name: Nikita. Code Name: N/A
My Travelling Companion. Side-Kick. Co-Pilot. Jukebox. Chatterbox. Advisor. Brat. Pool Hall Junkie. Shooter Queen. Acapella Aficionado. And All Round Top Class Diva!
(Sabz, if you are reading this- you should already know by now how valuable you are and this is all just a load of crock. We’ll chat about this later, yea?).
Perspective- We all need that once in a little while. So here’s a Map of the journey to help you place us. We departed from Bryanston/ Fourways on Friday the 3rd of May at approximately Eleven Hundred Hours.
We had been driving on the same road the whole way down for about 4 hours only to have passed over a bridge. Under the bridge was the magical and very disappointing gateway to the very uneventful town of, Nelspruit. We pull in to town and with Sabz on the phone to her mum confirming directions, a car on the opposite side of the road merged into my lane. Slight Panic but nothing major… Until a split second later I hit the side of the curb and then subsequently burst my tyre… Fun times indeed. Once back on the road (Because as it so turns out, the road I was on was the correct one) we spent the next hour in traffic…
The Friday night was spent catching up around a braai with massive lamb chops, salad and some other things too. Straight off to bed in preparation for the early morning start in the park.
Fast asleep in dreamland I hear this scuffling in a plastic bag next to Sabz bed and I lie awake for a few seconds thinking she’s hungry and getting some Pringles out the box (Which is weird for her). Getting a bit irritated- I won’t even deny that part due to the fact that it’s 1:30a.m- I wait for her stop… So here’s a little dialogue of how it went.
-Two Youngin’s Sleeping in their warm cots hear a non-biodegradable plastic receptacle move-
“Kirst… You awake?”
“Did you hear that?”
-Slight panic now because Kirsty has just come to the realization that this was NOT Sabz!
“Ja… (Pause) But I thought that was you?!”
-In a ginormous leap, Sabz has jump the gap from her cot to Kirsty’s and made her way under the covers in nothing but her underwear. Situated in the Kruger Park where the wilderness has literally free range roaming just outside your door, their minds start going wild (Pun intended) with imagination as to what THIS midnight visitor could be.-
“Kirst… Go check!”
-Sabz feeling massively brave enough to send Kirsty into the danger zone, Kirsty hops over to Sabz bed with a clothing hanger to examine the bag and any hidden creatures under her bed.-
Eventually things got a little more conspicuous because we had no idea what to expect. We figured out that whatever it was, was no longer in the room. A few seconds later we heard movement in the kitchen and a few things being bumped over so Sabz started this kind of Whisper-Shout thing. Where its quiet enough to not scare this creature of the night away but loud enough to heard by her mum. “Maaah! (That’s how the Jews say Ma)”, Sabz says. Getting the attention of her mum, Aunty Sue makes her way to the kitchen with no skaam and patrols the house. The tiniest little lady with the biggest “No Fear Strategy”. She’s amazing! You should really meet her.
Any way… On to the exciting stuff.
Saturday morning. 5:30a.m wake up call.
The gate opens at 6a.m and closes at 6p.m- I assume these are Winter Times. So FINALLY… Lets get to the pictures!! 🙂
This is the Crocodile Bridge Gate. If you look ahead that was the entrance. So the view you’re looking at is from when we’ve already crossed over to head off to the Main Park Gate.
Sunrise was spectacular! Illuminating the sky in the most amazing warm palette.
So up until this point we had been in the park f0r 6 hours straight. We head back to the Lodge for some lunch and a few glasses of wine (Hoping it’ll improve our search tactics).
This little fella joined us for lunch. I call him Steve. Feel free to call him Steve too.
-3p.m We head out for Game Drive Two-
Africa still has the most incredible sunsets… The more dust the more phenomenal the sunset.
So after our 1st Game Drive I was sat at the back of the bakkie, getting shotgun on all the dust and sand. I felt proper disgusting and had to shower before lunch. But I did not expect this to happen on the second trip out… As Sabz said, “You look like nobody’s child”.
-Sunday Morning. 8a.m-
As we had left the Ngwenya Gate on our way to Crocodile Bridge, Uncle Jeff’s tyre had burst. How odd that it had happened to me on the way there on Friday and that I had dreamt of it happening again to my spare tyre. Only this time it was not mine…
Waiting for tyre to be changed, I made Sabz the lookout for on-coming traffic while I took this little stunner in the middle of the road.
-And finally we head home at 12p.m Sunday-
“Maturity is a psychological term used to indicate how a person responds to the circumstances or environment in an appropriate manner. “
On the 1st and 2nd of November in South America, The sacred Holiday of “Dia De Los Muertos” is celebrated by the Mexicans and Latino’s to remember those loved one’s who have since moved on. I respect that. Although I don’t celebrate the night of the dead, I do believe in acknowledging them and the roles they played in my life. A part of who I am is due to the influence they had on my life, not me in my entirety. I find myself getting more and more annoyed with people who have no respect in general. There’s only so much happiness I can emit with negative vibes. I don’t think people realize that the negative energy they disperse among others has a universal influence. Just lighten up KID’S. Life is not that bad. I’ve been through worse! Besides that, there’s always someone else whose worse off than you…
I’m exhausted physically and mentally by people who constantly drain my energy by telling me I’m no good or by saying nothing at all. I have to rely on myself to get things done and to more importantly get make things happen!! I’m at a point where I can’t hold myself up for much longer. Yet I tell myself that I can. I always seem to drag my feet and eventually stand up-right.
HAVE YOU PEAKED TOO EARLY? THE SOCIAL MEDIA DILEMMA:
It all began as an inside joke while at work last week. You know how it is. First week back in the New Year, your mind is energized and your body vitalized. Amped to start 2012 because deep down you have this ultimate sensation of success just streaming through your bones and the heightened rush of blood pulsating through your veins.
Monday being the evident Public Holiday I find myself getting ready for the immense year ahead. Mixed emotions but all superior! I’m going to hit the ground running as such. Not to mention that between myself and my boss we’ve been working like two squirrels on steroids trying to forage copious amounts of nuts for the season ahead. Needless to say we enjoyed our holiday…. Working! At least we can say that we’re all the more nuttier.
The Definitive Pinnacle
So as the legend goes, Tuesday we started work. Third of January and my mind was in overdrive! It was a great day, got the job done and it was extremely productive. Pat on the back a jump in my step. Come Wednesday (Keep in mind it’s only the 2nd day back to the workhouse) midday my boss decides that this past day and a half has taken its toll on her and she has ‘PEAKED for the YEAR!’
Well this was the end of all four of us in the office that day. It was possibly the most amusing thing I’d heard all year… Or should I say, “All FOUR days of the year” and we all roared with laughter! Our open office plan wouldn’t have made the hilarity of the circumstances any more subtle in individual offices. It could not be enclosed or harnessed for hours on end. It was out of control!
However, there is an enlightening message to this story…
I got myself so caught up in keeping up-to-date with world trends in every industry that my boss’s hilarious ‘Peaked for the year’ outburst got my thoughts reeling for answers, more than that but I found myself asking worldly questions to myself and expecting vast sophisticated responses. Could this be insanity knocking down my front door or possibly Genius instead trying to be unleashed? To be fair, Genius might be a little ambitious (But let’s pretend that anything is possible).
Whilst I try to keep my head above water and attempt to find a universal thread in social media, the question that seems to wallop me on the head time and time again is that in this social media bubble that has grown at exponential rates throughout the world and that has been recorded with earth altering escalation- Can we peak too early in this era of Social Media?
Insanity vs Genius- Can you reach the Peak?
The Insane part of me says yes. Yet the “Genius” part of me (Be nice and Play along Polly) says no. Some days I find myself struggling to find content and on others I have too much and nowhere to put it. The information has caused my brain to short circuit and my laptop to overheat (Literally!).
Nevertheless, I have a gut feel that this ‘Peak’ does not apply to Social Media. Due to the nature of this beast it cannot and will not be tamed. We as Social Media enthusiasts need to customise the yoke and direct it accordingly. With new Social Media tools being launched daily it makes the management of media far less problematic and allows us to create and conceive our own personal ideas and theories. If we had peaked in Social Media, then the possibility of growth would be daunting- but it is not! More and more people are getting engorged in the mouth of Social Media and have latched on to the Tidal Wave. Albeit this is not the Natural Disaster global warming is responsible for claiming lives, this is the good kind. This wave is gaining favourability and is growing by the thousands each day.
Do not think that because you are offline the world comes to a sudden halt. It is continuous! Day and Night, Every second of every minute in every solitary hour… Social Media is the forum that NEVER SLEEPS! Furthermore, if stats of Social Media have plateaued then your formula is wrong. Going to back to communication basics is vital. Consumers want to connect now more than ever. They want to feel wanted. They need to feel needed. Building and nurturing these relationships are imperative!