Photo Diary: Travelling to Kwa Zulu Natal
My Grandfather farms out in Kwa Zulu Natal, an hour outside Pietermaritzburg on the river. We drove 9 hours with Grandpa over to the farm, the roads are endless...
My cousin Gary was brilliant, he was in the back cab for the journey, we had so much left over from the BBQ the night before that he made us a load of sandwiches for the drive. One of Grandpa’s farm boy’s, Eric, came with him to look after the van at night. It was Eric’s first time to Johannesburg, and with mine, my mums and my aunty Yvonne’s lack of directional sense, the kid saw so much of the city, over and over again as we tried to find our way.
All my love,