Where is home to you?

I've lived all over the world, from Hyde Park next to Harrods to a hammock between two pickups just the other side of nowhere. I'll probably settle in Cape Town. One day. When I'm all grown up. But Zululand is home. There is just no place like it. I've been in an out of Zululand since the late 60's, and once it becomes part of you....well it kinda sticks.

This is taken at St Luica about two weeks ago. My first pilgrimage back in a while. In the background is Mapelane - the 2nd highest vegetated dune in the world (i know i know - useless information)

The land of Bling

This is part of the duty free area in the departures hall at Dubai. The one place in the world where you can buy anything your heart desires (even a Rolls Royce) at prices that truly are cheaper than anywhere else...

Holidays

Leaving at sparrow fart on Thursday morning - I think I need this holiday. The pic is of St Lucia (not the Caribbean island), where my parents live. It's a village with a nature reserve - at least one or two visitors get eaten by crocs every year, and there's a hippo that comes for a swim in the pool a couple of times a week.

I may post, I may not - but catch up with you all when I get back.