It’s the first of January 2017. It’s also that time of year where people are in the habit of looking back and reflecting on a time otherwise gone. For the purpose of this post, we need to go back at least six months.
I remember getting a text from Haji to say she had something to tell me. The conversation basically ended in a few minutes with the final outcome of a wedding and a whole lot of emotions. The good kind obviously. From there, my mind kicked into overdrive with all the things I needed to plan. One of the most important details was HOW I was going to get there. From Joburg to Cape Town, where the wedding would take place. Without much thought, I knew that flights during December were pricey, I still needed to save up and by the time I had the cash, flights would be double the price.
The best solution I had was to road trip it down to Cape Town from Joburg, which would cost half the price in petrol to that of a return flight. All I can say is, thank the Mother of Mary! LITERALLY! Because without Mary, I would never have had the courage to do this. Mary, Haji’s sister, opted in for the road trip, and we began our grand plans for a two-week road trip. Although we had initially planned for two, we soon doubled the crew, involving Mo and Tash. Don’t get me wrong, it was a great solve for our pocket problems but it was also just a great idea to have the company. We were awfully strategic about the planning. We had about four planning meetings, including a budget recon, a mapping itinerary and a simulation car packing exercise to decide on which car would be more economical for the trip. We even went as far as to divvy up the driving shifts with diagrams courtesy of Mo. We had everything figured out to a science.
Our trip began at 3AM on 14 December 2016, where we hit the road, heading from Linden to set the clock on our #ExploreMyLandZA road trip. After ONLY two U-turns (for a phone we didn’t have and then miraculously found in mid-turn), we were stopped by cops, apparently for a suspicious turn. We figured that if this had happened so early on, we were sure to be OK for the rest of our trip. We aimed to get to Cape Town the very same day, with a stop for breakfast, lunch and little leg stretches along the way not forgetting the mild heat stroke we endured whilst in the middle of a roadworks stop in Beaufort West with a cool 40 degrees outside. Seventeen hours later, we arrived in the Mother City greeted by a majestic AF sunset over Table Mountain. So worth it!
Our first three days in Cape Town were heavily focused on the Dawjee-Davis Wedding activities, which started with the Hen Parties, followed by the Picnic on the Promenade and ending in the most magnificent of beach weddings and finally the mandatory reception. The entire reason we planned this trip was to witness the very moment that Haji & Rebecca got to say their “I do’s”. It was well worth it. To have been a part of their day is something I will always remember, and how fortunate to know that I have those moments immortalized in photographs? When two people love each other the way they do, why wait to start a life when you can do it right now and spend the rest of your lives getting to know each other?
Just after the wedding, we spent a few more days exploring Cape Town, where we found some great coffee shops, fresh seafood, discovered new walks and attempted a horrifically busy excursion up Lion’s Head before heading down the Garden Route to experience a different side of South Africa. We backpacked, we cried a little, we backpacked some more, we explored, we laughed, we took a disgusting amount of photo’s, we got horribly sick and we also got painfully sunburned.
So click play, and take a look inside our journey:
Thank you to Mary, Mo, Tash, Haji and Rebecca for making this trip everything it could’ve been. It’s something I will always think very fondly of.