Croatia Trophy 2010
Thanks Renault for igniting a passion
So I married a truck driver…
Snorkelling Ras Mohammed (Egypt) aboard Almira III
Offroading for Dummies
Rob Mieras is a 4×4 driving instructor and has the patience of Job when it comes to teaching new offroading skills to nervous drivers. We had the good fortune of joining them on a camping trip to Freizeitpark Mammut in Germany, which was just fabulous.
The highlight of the week was definitely learning how to gear down steep slopes and charge through muddy pools. But it all started rather slowly for me … Let’s face it, keeping control of a beast that weighs more than two tons is scary. Continue reading
Self-drive (Tips) Hluhluwe-Imfolozi Game Reserve
On my birthday, Marcel and I headed out to Hluhluwe-Imfolozi Game Reserve, about 40-min drive from Leopard Walk Lodge where we were staying. We arrived nice and early as the gates opened, and after signing in, we were rewarded with a lovely sighting of warthogs right at the gates. What a fab start to the game drive! The sun was shining and the wildlife obliging.
The office manager had shown us various routes we could take, so with map in hand, we headed out, eagerly taking in the helpful spotting tips and great overview of the animals we might catch a glimpse of. Continue reading
Flying Lesson in Lelystad
For my birthday in 2006, Marcel gave me a totally unexpected and wonderful gift – a flight lesson in Lelystad. Since watching a documentary about Emelia Erhardt when I was a little girl, I’ve always thought it would be cool to be a pilot.
I’m also envious of a bird’s ability to fly … the apparent freedom to come and go as you please is very appealing. On the 8th of March, Marcel and I headed to Lelystad from Zwolle, where we were living at the time. We’d just bought a house in Lelystad-Haven and we very excited about moving there in May. Continue reading
Three weeks around the coast in S.A.
The plan was simple. We wanted to see as much of the coastline of South Africa as possible, as we were emigrating to Europe. Having shipped our belongings, we closed the door of the house for the last time and handed over the keys to the new tenants. There was now no turning back and we had three weeks until our flight from Johannesburg International Airport.
Armed with our trusty white VW Golf (no aircon), a handful of maps, a bag of clothes and some cash, we decided to head west. Firstly because we had never been that way to the coast before and also following our instinct to “Go west, young man”… Here follows our diary of the trip. Continue reading




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