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In November 2016, I went around the world heading west – although my first stop was distinctly south: Cape Town. Cape Town is, hands down, one of my favorite cities on the planet – favorite enough that I could totally imagine buying a summer house there. I’ve never had a bad experience in South […] November was spent going around the world, with my first stop being Cape Town. I had two goals: quality time on the beach and visiting a township. Both were accomplished: I spent a day at Sandy Bay Beach. Although I’d picked a B&B close to the beach – Chapman’s Peak Bed and Breakfast – […] I don’t know how it happened, but I realized last night on my way to bed that I have had three distinctly gay posts in a row: Candace Gingrich, gay videos, and Indy Pride. I’ll try to slow down the pace—it seems a bit much at this point, if you ask me. I need to […] One of the highlights of our trip to South Africa was the car wash. Yeah, that’s right, the car wash. After CQ and I drove from Swaziland to South Africa along that dirt road, we realized that our white pale red car was in dire need of a car wash. It was a shadow of […] I cannot tell you the first time I noticed it, but at some point whilst CQ and I were still based in Cape Town I realized that a lot of kids were going barefoot. And the kids going barefoot did not look like kids from poor families: their attire and their family’s attire was middle-class […] As it was dark when we arrived, CQ and I had no idea what the area looked like until we woke up in the morning. For me, that first glimpse came at 06:30 or so when I emerged from the hut and looked around. We’d walked across a grassy field after dinner and I had […] Swaziland was quite the adventure for CQ and me. After landing on time at the Jo’burg airport, we got our rental car and started heading away from Swaziland—so we lost about 20 minutes there; once oriented we headed the correct direction, stopping in Witbank at a brand spanking new mall where we parked by the […] On the last day of my trip to New York City I found myself with time to kill and, consequently, on the doorstep of the Museum of the City of New York. It was not my first visit: my first visit was a young child with my father who was exploring his old stomping grounds. […] |
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