In my previous blog post I noted that I was going to Tanzania, Zanzibar and drive back with my sister and brother-in-law to South Africa.
I always felt like some sort of gypsy. My mother always says to me that I have a gypsy soul. For those that don’t know what a gypsy is, the dictionary explains it as follows:
Sorry for using Afrikaans in my subject while this post is in English. Today was the first Red October, by Afrikaaners. I had some time to read up on the events and also the criticism that was posted by many newspapers, columnists throughout the day and I have to say I’m really ashamed.
First of all I would like to welcome anyone that might have landed on my blog due to some sort of magical direction. Currently I’m not interested in promoting or marketing my blog. This is my notebook or notepad where I can come to to jot down something that I might find interesting, irritating or something that I want here to post to keep it somewhere for myself. You are welcome to read through my thoughts and provide me with your own comments.