So we crossed the third big water, the Indian Ocean and landed in Johannesburg. During the long flight, I watched two movies: the beautiful scenes of ‘Australia’ (a good-bye the vast, dry, red continent), and inspiring ‘Invictus’ (hello South Africa, and World Cup, and apartheid).
Yes, apartheid. Read the rest of this entry »
We had mixed feelings before coming here. We knew Mauritius only from tourist magazines that advertise its 5-star hotels, sunny beaches and golf courses. Our worries were amplified on the plane, where we could see (and hear) many kids. Mauritius must be indeed a typical family destination, we thought.
The famous Paris-Dakar race, as the name suggests, begins and ends in Buenos Aires. At least this year. It happened to be crossing not far from us in the city of San Juan, Argentina, so we decided to check it out. Read the rest of this entry »