I don’t normally write year-end wrap-up posts. I’m usually long asleep by midnight on 31 December. I don’t make New Years resolutions or assign much importance to the end of a calendar year.
But this isn’t just the end of a year – it’s the end of a decade. And boy, was it a doozie. Perhaps that’s why I feel compelled to summarize my transition from the 20-teens into the 20-twenties.
I’ll have a lot more to say about my decade of life in South Africa as 2020 progresses. In the meantime, here are some highlights and lowlights of 2019 and thoughts looking forward to the coming year.
I had a comparatively low-key travel year. But I really enjoyed every trip I took, and my South African travels inspired the idea for my upcoming #10SouthAfricanTowns project. (More on that later.)
These were my five favorite trips in 2019.
In March I spent five days in Maputo, Mozambique, wandering the city on foot and exploring museums, markets, restaurants, and architecture. Maputo is a highly underrated city, as I detailed in my post.
In May I flew into Cape Town, headed northwest to the Swartland wine region for a few days, then southeast to Hermanus for a few days more.
Wine was the main focus of these visits, and I realized again how much I enjoy South Africa’s lesser known wine regions (although I love Franschhoek and Stellenbosch too). I was completely overwhelmed, as always, by the drop-dead gorgeousness of the Western Cape.
In July I took a long road trip through Limpopo province and had a glorious time.
In August I took another Western Cape trip, to Plettenberg Bay and then over a steep mountain pass to Oudtshoorn.
In Oudtshoorn I experienced my wildlife-viewing highlight of the year, when I watched a family of wild meerkats emerge from their burrow on a freezing-cold desert morning.
I didn’t make it to any new countries in 2019 but I did make it to a new U.S. state: New Mexico. Visiting New Mexico had been a goal of mine forever and it exceeded my expectations.
I hope to go back to New Mexico soon for another green chile fix.
Between my travels I did a lot of fun things at home. Here are my favorites.
I revived my Jozi Top Fives series in 2019 and I’m pleased with the output, which included five secret beautiful places, five cheese shops, five cocktail bars, five Jozi walks, five fish and chip shops, and five places to shop locally.
In March I ran 54 storeys to the top of Ponte City, the tallest residential building in Africa.
I would totally do this again. Read my post to find out how you can do it too.
In July I walked 25 kilometers through Joburg for Walk the Talk. 50,000 people participate in this annual event. It was way more difficult than running up Ponte but totally worth the three days of excruciating pain I experienced afterward.
I got to watch a skyscraper implode.
I just blogged about this a week ago and you all remember it. But I had to include it here anyway because it’s awesome.
I want to end this post on a high note. So before I tell you all the things I was grateful for in 2019, I’ll tell you about the things I was not grateful for at all.
Meruschka died in January. I’m not sure I’ve been less grateful about anything, ever.
Nearly ten years after moving to South Africa, I’m still struggling to obtain permanent residency here. In fact just staying in the country at all is a massive struggle. I cannot tell you how frustrating, agonizing, and enraging this process is and it just. never. ends.
I can’t say much more without further endangering my status. But suffice it to say I’ll be writing an epic post about South African immigration woes at some point in the future.
This year I believe I set the world record for most breakups. They were all with the same person.
Eish, my love life is hilarious. Someday I’ll find a way to write about it without embarrassing myself or others but in the meantime you’ll have to use your imagination.
I love this country but jeez, it has some challenges. I needn’t say more as everyone who lives here knows exactly what I’m talking about.
I hate that man. I’m so ungrateful for him.
Lastly, a gratitude list:
In a country where so many people don’t have adequate housing, I feel sincerely grateful to have a beautiful roof over my head in Melville, Jozi’s best suburb.
My two cats, Smokey and Trixie, bring me joy every single day.
I can’t believe how many wonderful friends I’ve made in South Africa over the years. I never feel alone here and that’s quite a remarkable thing for me.
I’m also grateful for my dear friends and family in America, who never feel far away even though they’re geographically across the world.
Even though I spend a lot of time (waaaaay too much time) feeling anxious and uncertain about every aspect of my life, I’m also really grateful for the freedom to follow my own path. Joburg is the best place on earth to pursue the weird, bohemian life I lead.
Despite the many headaches this country causes, I love it so much.
I’m grateful for South Africa, which is why I’m devoting a huge part of the next year to giving this country the love it deserves. I have big plans for my #10SouthAfricanTowns project – several town visits are already in the works – and I want all of you to join me on the journey.
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I’ve got other big plans germinating for 2020 and beyond. It’s too early to tell you about them yet but please stay tuned. Happy New Year!
How have I never blogged about 44 Stanley Avenue, the coolest shopping and dining complex in Joburg, which is only five minutes from my house?
I guess it’s wrong to say I’ve never blogged about 44 Stanley; I’ve mentioned it countless times over the years (see here and here) when writing about specific restaurants or shops that are there. But I’ve never written a dedicated post about 44 Stanley as a destination and it’s about time I did – especially now, with the holidays upon us.
I’ve been dreadfully uninspired lately, struggling to think of anything I want to blog about despite having a long list of great ideas (many of which you, my readers, provided in September). I’m finding it hard to feel positive about life at the moment. But on Saturday Thorsten and I got the chance to visit Indwe Park, an indigenous garden and sculpture park in Braamfontein, and I knew I had my topic for today.
Given this week’s political nuclear bomb blast, it feels like a weird time to publish a light-hearted post about my recent (pre-election) jaunt through the United States. But I’m hoping you’ve have had enough of the U.S. election horror show – I know I have – and are ready (at least temporarily) for some wholesome American travel adventures. If so, please read on about my four-day visit to Maine, the northeastern-most state in the lower 48, with my sister, Susanna.
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