There and Back To See How Far it is!

Well we know how far it is to Howick via the Drakensberg, but it was a great excuse to sneak out of the city on Friday evening.  We are super spontaneous people and sunshine kid needs no invite to pack his backpack and skateboard in a hurry.

Departing the bustling city of Jozi at 21h00, stopping on our way out for a bit of food before hitting the road to Harrismith.  People of the South, Steers, The Glen to be specific, your cashier is not the friendliest.  Note to sell, don't stop there again.  It's super important to start our journey with the right cup of coffee and a good bit of food in our tummies.

Never-the-less, off we went and soon soon we were in Harrismith, hot after a second cup of coffee.  The N3 was hair raising so by that time I could have done with something stronger!  Crazy people making U-Turns across big busy roads, trucks hitting high speeds resulting in swaying trailers.

The moon however was just breath-taking all the way.

Arriving in the sleeping town of Howick at 02h30 we were greeted by a very happy Granny and Grandpa.  Eager to chat and catch up after four years.  Joshua up at sunrise and straight down to the kitchen to hang out with Granny and Grandpa.

Off we went to a well known restaurant over-looking the Howick Falls.  The view was beautiful but the food and outdoors restaurant area was disappointing.  Us being budget travellers, scrambled egg on toast for R58 should have been more than sloppy egg on shop bought bread.  I'm all for an experience and we don't mind paying if the food is good.

Breakfast done, it was time to pop in and surprise the hell out of Sid!  That's exactly what we did.  Plans were made to hang out later.  Back home, totally chilling in the garden.  Joshua skateboarding with his new made friends.  Playing on the green in the very same spot his Dad played as a boy.

Saturday arvie we are off to surprise the hell out of some of Barry's high school friends at the Karkloof Polo Club, who still live in Howick.  Too cool.  We arrive smack bang in the middle of a 'Hippie Party' for a 40th birthday.  Ha ha ha, no need for me to dress up.  I naturally wear peace signs and comfy hippie clothing anyway.  The total bill came to R200 for both Barry and I and that included two Jaggers.

After a long catch up with each person, we snuck out (before the wild ones go out of hand) and went to our favourite spot in Howick, The Red Tap.  Dinner and two beers each, only came to R122!!

WHAT!!  what the hell are we doing living smack bang in the middle of Jozi where life is unaffordable!!

Sunday morning, up with the rising sun and back to The Red Tap for a hearty breakfast which I might add only cost R35.  A large plunger of coffee and still we had change from the original R600 we drew on arrival in Howick.

Amazing!

Breakfast done, a walk around town, down to the Howick Falls, a good chat with the local artists and musicians and my hunger for time in Howick was satisfied.  Late afternoon catch up with Sid and friends and then it was time to get home to pack for departure at 06h30, Monday morning.

As always, we don't enjoy saying goodbye to those we love but we were eager to drive through the central Drakensberg.  The views, the drive, the weather...all perfect.  Welcomed with arms wide open at the Amphitheatre Backpackers.  Breakfast was divine and what a treat!  How that beautiful place has grown.  The people are just amazing souls, the decor made me want to stay.

But we had to hit the road back home as our city life starts early bells on Tuesday morning.  We arrived home at 16h00, welcomed by our family who very kindly held the fort to allow us time out of the city.

Whilst we miss many people dearly, it is always good to be home, in our personal space.

Take time out, spend that bit of money, stick to your travel budget and have a little fun in a beautiful place.  It's so important to get away from the usual, to let your hair down, eat good food, drink beer and surround yourself with awesome people along the way.

Wishing you an amazing adventure.

Blu, Baz and Joshua

A sneak peak into life in Uganda, Africa

So here I am in this beautiful country called Uganda.  When driving from the airport to the house in Kampala at 01h00 in the morning, the humidity took me right back to Grenada.  The lush green vegetation, the bird life, the heat on the sweltering days, the feeling of island life, it is really beautiful here.

We live in a ‘compound’ style manner, two families, a staff member, a full time gardener, two full time ladies working in the house and with the children, a security guard from sunset to sunrise, 4 dogs and a farm yard of hens, chicks, roosters, ducks and rabbits.  These animals provide us with endless hours of entertainment and learning.  Having these animals also allows Joshua to now be responsible for various duties which entertain and educate all day long.

We have started a food farm which will soon start producing good crops to feed the household.  Our current garden consists of, butternut, garlic, onions, beetroot, spinach, carrots and hot peppers.  The herb garden consists of chives, dill, parsley, coriander, borage, red basil chervil and chamomile.

As of August we will begin harvesting which will have a positive impact on the health of the families and the weekly spending on vegetables from the local market place.  We currently spend 160 000 UGS on fruit and vegetables on a monthly basis, which feeds 8 people twice a day along with fruit snacks in between.

The current exchange rate is:  1 USD = 2500 UGS

So with the current exchange rate in mind, we are spending, 64 USD per month on vegetables and fruit for a family of eight.  I think that is pretty damn good considering we are eating fruit and vegetables every single day!

The municipal water here is pretty disgusting.  So we are ONLY able to drink bottled water.  Some days the tap water is clear but on most days the water is brown and smells like fish.  Yugggghhhhhh!  We use tap water to wash and cook with and bottled water for brushing teeth, drinking and washing the fruit and vegetables.  The fruit and vegetables are soaked in a vinegar and bottled water solution to rid them of any farming poisons and residue from bad water that the locals use in the market place to wash the produce with.

Recycling is a part of our daily lives.  Every single packet, piece of cardboard, plastic bottle, wood, nails, lace curtains, piping and wire is reused somewhere in the house or in the garden.  All raw peels from the kitchen are thrown into the ‘big hole’ along with used tea bags.  This method produces the best compost which then goes into the vegetable gardens.  We are on ‘big hole’ number two already since the 3 June.  It’s amazing how much a household produces which in city homes, is just tossed into the bin instead of being used in other ways.

The local shops are just outstanding.  Living local is again proving to be the way to go.  They stock something of everything and if you are not fussy and happy to live local then you will be able to shop comfortably at the funky purple wooden shop down the road.  Being vegetarian helps a whole lot too ;-). 

The local market is half the price of the fruit and vegetables available in the big shops.  I absolutely love spending time wondering around the market.  There are hundreds of stalls in the Nakawa Market.  A never ending variety of, bright healthy fruits, vegetables, beans, rice, flour, maize, herbs and spices.  All sold per kilogram.  The produce is packed in plates on display with prices so the prices you see are those you pay.  There are however stalls that don’t display prices and those are usually the ones that try and charge you higher prices than those that the local people get.

The market also sells ‘used’ clothing and shoes which comes from America and China.  It’s crazy, simply because their ‘used’ is like our ‘new’ back home.  Again the prices are pretty good and even better when you shop with a local. 

My shopping buddy is Vivien, one of the local ladies that work in our house.  Vivien speaks the lingo and gets local prices.  When I refer to local prices, each item is usually 1000 UGS cheaper than what visitors and ex pats are charged. 

The food stores offer most luxuries that we find in Jozi.  Here in Kampala we shop at Capitol Shopper, which is like a Pick n Pay Hyper, it’s a two level store and the variety of products on offer is outstanding for an African country.  There is a Shoprite and a Game here where you can find Rooibos Tea if needed, otherwise the local brands are all good.  I find it pretty easy to settle into the local brands, afterall why travel to different countries and stress to find those SA brands that you are used too.  You travel to experience other countries in every way including food.

My week is pretty busy with teaching, laundry, growing seeds, planting seedlings, digging and spending time with Joshua.  I teach the staff different ways to get their chores done, ways that are ‘green’ and smart.  Vivien could only cook stew, beans, rice and spaghetti, now she cooks spaghetti bolognaise, pasta salads, green salads, three bean salad, filled pancakes, fluffy rice, pizza, meatballs, hamburgers… shoo the list is now endless.  The cool thing is that Vivien is now a competent cook who can cook a variety of delicious meals for a family of eight.

Our garden is huge and drenched in vegetation, which brings the most amazing variety of birdlife into very close proximity.  So close, you can clearly see the colors and markings on the birds.  The skies are alive with storks and cranes, what a sight, seeing fifteen storks all sitting in a big tree.  The birds of prey fly overhead all day every day.  From Yellow Billed Kites to Vultures!  Yip, great big ugly vultures in the trees above.

It is now Uganda’s rainy season which means rain almost every day.  If you don’t wake up to the rains then you will have a down pour in the afternoon.  Sometimes daily chores are easy in the fine rains but when the heaven’s open and the rain pours it’s time to retreat indoors unless you have foul weather gear.  All indoor work is done when we are unable to go outdoors.

Baz works just over the road from the house, which is AWESOME!  He starts work at 08h30, so leaves home on foot at 08h25 (if he hasn’t pulled an all nighter), then pops back over for tea at 11h00 and then lunch at 13h00.  On installation days Baz is on site 2 hours away and then we see him at breakfast the following morning.  It’s pretty cool having that small luxury of eating three meals a day together.  A luxury, that city life doesn’t offer families these days.

Life here in Uganda is good.  The food is plentiful, the people are friendly and it pretty much rains all year round. 

Love the life you live and live the life you love.

Peace love and happiness always. 

Blu

Bright lights, big city, bad people!

Our time of limbo in South Africa has been an adventure all of its own.  We arrived back in South Africa on the 23 January and took up residence in Pretoria which lasted all of 50 days.  The first few weeks we spent enjoying the luxuries of city life, a private bedroom with a double bed, a bath with running water, a cupboard to unpack our clothes into, shops close by, slabs of chocolate and delicious home cooked meals.  But with those luxuries of the big bad city comes the big bad people. 

Barry left for Uganda as planned on the 2^nd March and right away I felt like a part of my soul was gone.  Considering that we have hardly been apart in the 7 years of our relationship, I took it quite well I think, until my boat was rocked, my patience was tested, my faith in the universe shook and my friendship, with whom I assumed was my good friend, failed dismally. 

So here is the long and the short of it, and of course without naming names, but I know the people involved read our blog and so know who they are. 

 

On the 16^th March, Baz had been in Uganda for only two weeks, always worried about Joshua and I, missing us terribly while in a strange country far away from all that he knows and loves.  And BAM life as he knew it was all shot to hell!

Early hours on this day in March I was accused by an apparent prominent lawyer and her family, situated in Johannesburg, of being her younger brother’s drug dealer.  I endured abusive phone calls and sms’, hysterical screaming from a person who is apparently this prominent lawyer (who should in my books behave in a more professional manner) threatening me with the police and child welfare.  I was instructed to leave the property that I was renting a room at, at the time.  I was told that I was a disgusting mother and that my children deserve better. I was also told that this particular family had read my Facebook wall and my blog and that they ‘know what kind of person I am’.  

LAUGH OUT LOUD, what kind of person I am?  Hmmmmm, considering that this is the only family on this planet that doesn’t like me out of the thousands of people whose paths have crossed with me in my lifetime, I would say then that YOUR OPINION OF ME DOESN’T COUNT.

Why was I accused of that?  Because I smoke marijuana.  Yes, there you have it.  I smoke marijuana!  Do I smoke it every day? No.  Do I sell marijuana?  No.  Do I go and buy marijuana from the local guy on the street corner like a junkie?  No.  Do my children go hungry?  are they abused in any way, do my children think or love me any less? No.

I smoke marijuana because I choose an alternative lifestyle, I choose NOT to take anti-depressants, I choose to make use of alternative medicines instead of taking those harmful drugs prescribed by doctors.  I choose not to educate my son in accordance with that bullshit that is taught by the corrupt school teachers of today. I choose to stay away from anything to do with politics, I choose a life of travel with my life partner and my child because we choose not to conform to the norms of society.  And my hairstyle of choice… dreadlocks. 

 

Hmmmm… could that be the reason why this family chose me as their scapegoat instead of actually taking their own son to task and ensuring that he takes responsibility for the choices that he makes in life.  Ensuring that the police were involved in the so called 'bust', instead of trying to entrap me into something that, I actually had no involvement with.  Instead of buying and lying their way through life?  What kind of future does this boy have?  The mightier you are the harder you fall, so they say.  So let the mighty then fall hard.

Wow, how sad that one family, just one family can be that shallow and overlook the fact that their son is actually the drug dealer and addict.  How sad that one family believes that they have a right to try and destroy good people with accusations when they in fact are the ones who are the very example of those who are destructive and ooze evil into society.  How sad that this family believes that their son is innocent and everyone around him are the ones to blame for his drug soaked lifestyle.  Phew!

Anyhow, so since the 16^th March, Joshua and I have been doing the best we can with the little that we have had and boy have we done real well.  We are super blessed to have some very special people in our lives, people who came forward and opened up their homes to us. Friends, who actually live up to the status of being our friends.  Friends who took us in, offered us support, advice and always put Joshua’s welfare first!  Real special people who have a real special place in my heart.

Joshua and I have stayed in five different homes in the last 8 weeks!! Not an easy way to live as every home has their own ways which are not our ways. But yet they made space when they didn’t have any and they did so without judgement.  Travelling with our backpacks, camping mattresses, a sleeping bag and a pillow, we backpacked like true champs.

I am so grateful that Joshua is the free spirited boy that he is, because 99% of today’s children would not have survived this adventure the way that he has.  Always smiling, always doing his bit to make this adventure exciting and happy.  Always taking time out of his busy day to put his arms around my neck and squeeze me so tight while reassuring me that “everything will be alright Mamma”  What a boy he is.

 

The saddest thing for Joshua was coming to learn the truth about his 'friend', this youngster, who was the reason why we went from being safe and settled while Dad is up Africa, to being home-less, unsettled and real sad at times.  It’s a sad lesson to learn at the age of 5, but he now has a very good understanding that he is NOT to trust anyone, not even his friends because it’s usually those closest to you that will hurt you real bad and let you down in life.  Our boy is now so much wiser.

So here we are, our last few days in Jozi.  We are in a good place, we are packing, shopping, packing and shopping some more.  Joshua and I are extremely excited to be joining Barry in Uganda soon.  Another awesome adventure is about to begin.  

Grateful, to be showing the middle finger to those who have been the cause of some heart-wrenching moments during the last few weeks.  Sad, to be saying farewell to those that we love and miss the most while we travel.  Super excited to be reunited with Barry again.

Today I say thank you to those of you who have opened your homes to Joshua and I, for one night, a weekend and up to two weeks.  Thank you to those of you who have taken us out for a meal and reassured us that all will be good.  Thank you to those of you who have bought us a few groceries and ensured that we have been fed and taken care of.  My list of thanks is endless. 

My most important thanks go out to Barry who is thousands of km’s away and has supported me and believed in me every step of the way.  Who has continued to love me unconditionally and who has motivated me to just keep on going.  This man, who has sacrificed so much for the greater good of his family. 

And me… I am stronger, more spiritual and I am even more convinced that our choice in our alternative lifestyle is the right way and the only way!  People will befriend you and they will stab you in the back whilst acting in a cowardly manner.  Those people are the very kind that I dismiss out of my life without hesitation.  I see that we are surrounded by nasty and destructive people.  Those people have no space in my life.  Ever!

I have always believed in KARMA and phew, I must admit, I don’t feel an inch of sympathy for those who have karma knocking on their doors, if not already, then soon.  The karma bus is on route and I am the driver ;-)

Bring on our new adventure.  Time to leave the bright lights of the big bad city behind.  Time to go where we are always happy. Time to continue our African dream xx

Remember to educate yourself before you accuse someone.  It will save you from and those around you from a whole lot of hurt.  Don't be a coward, if you want to know then simply ask.  Don't go and spread nasty rumors because at the end of it all, it is you who is un-liked, not trusted and your life will be filled with loneliness and bitterness.  

Peace, love and happiness always!

Blu

Life up Africa - Uganda!

Kampala the capital of Uganda, what a vibrant pulsing city. It seems never to sleep, I've traveled all hours of the day and night and the energy never changes. You can get anything you want here, just don't expect to find it in the likely places, there is a game a shopprite, but there are a thousand small shops in every nook and cranny. 

Ten thousand motor vehicles crowd the hand full of roads and twice as many Boda Boda (100cc motorbikes) local transport. All viaing for the same inconceivable space. No such thing as road rage here, find your hole fit in it and keep going.

The first thing that struck me about Kampala and Entebbe is how clean it is, clean in terms of litter. After spending the last year travelling south America and the carribean and noting the amount of trash every where it was a pleasant surprise to see a country take pride in its towns.
Saying this there is sand a red sand with a dust that covers everything everywhere, you can't escape it. It makes everything feel old and tied a dirty dusty Africa.

Ugandans what a nation, self opinionated, racist and stubborn, yet content, not worried about much, other than there business.
They are pleasant clever people willing to laugh and share life.

Being on latitude 0 is on bucket list, turns out its not far from me, living on the equator is not what I anticipated, I thought it would be hotter, rain more but the contrast is not so great.

Now working in Uganda, is an experience,, not to be taken for granted every thing is a challenge and if you can't think on your feet then this place will break you down, nothing is what it is and just because it worked yesterday doesn't mean it will work today. 

So I'm three weeks in and a whole bunch of weeks to go, what cool place, what a cool job and what an adventure.

Until next time
Eyes up

We are now in Cartegena, Columbia!

Dropped Pin near Caribbean Sea http://goo.gl/maps/4MwkH

My life on the road as a woman!

Coming from South Africa and travelling various parts of Africa, the safety of women and children always come's up in discussions and is more often than not a concern for most.  Travelling as a family is very different from backpacking as a family.  With your entire existence in your backpack, your hat on your head, a map and your trusted feet and legs to take you to your destination, with the odd good deal and you get to take local transport of possibly even a taxi. 

The very first time I felt uneasy and felt I was always looking over my shoulder was whilst travelling through Venezuela.  I think the language barrier was a big contributing factor which I look back on now and laugh heartily about!  We never bought a Spanish dictionary before we left South Africa and on arrival at Caracas airport, there are no shops that sell dictionaries.  So there we were with our fingers in our ears for the first 2 hours.  But as I always now find myself saying.. faith does move mountains.  And there before my eyes, stood a person that spoke v e r y s l o w and basic English, from there on everything worked out as planned. 

A 10 minute walk in the searing humidity and hot sunshine to the local departures ticketing offices.  Each one a small cubicle with a no English, irritated looking person.  From there we hopped on a local bus which took us to a hotel on the one side of town.  From there a cab to the long distance bus station.  In between all of this driving and sight seeing, there are just hundreds of scooters and old style motor-cycles.  The drivers and passengers either wearing no helmets or cycling helmets...lol!  They add to the chaos, people everywhere, all busy with everyday life. 

At the station and there we waited in a pretty dirty, stuffy, loud and busy multi level 'spaza shop' style area.  Meat being cooked and sizzled in close proximity, stray dogs lazing about, others playing with eachother and some just watching the people go by.

Three hours pass and we finally board our luxury liner bus.  This was a welcomed relief to our tired bodies and over excited minds.  Our plan was working, we enjoyed a good nights sleep in comfy seats.  A 16 hour bus ride and we woke up to the most breath-taking views of the jungle, green and beautiful as far as my eyes could see, ahead, up and behind.

And there we pull up in the furthermost town of Guiria!  It felt like we were in a desert town, with no water, searing heat, dust, strange smells, some friendly people and others that really made me feel uneasy.  This is where Joshua and I stayed in the hotel most of the time, where we viewed from the safer place.  This was our own choice as we are aware of the human trafficking concerns across the world.

It was a welcomed relief to board the ferry for Trinidad.  There we were welcomed and assisted along the way by local people and officials.  We walked along the main street at eight in the evening and sleep soundly for the night.  Leaving Trinidad posed to be a bit difficult with all the searching of travelers but it's their process, we complied and we then took another three flights until we landed on the Island of Grenada.

This is where we are currently visiting whilst sailing the Caribbean.  Here I felt instantly at ease when we entered the airport.  Immigration and customs officials were all helpful and eager to give you assistance.

Here I am able to catch a local taxi from one side of the island to the other, by myself, with no worried.  That is for me, amazing.  How many of you catch local transport in your city?  I can visit the beach with Joshua and not have to watch over my shoulder in fear of being robbed or raped.  Here I can walk through the bush from one bay to the next by myself. 

This Spice Island, Grenada is a wonderful destination for travelling families, for those of you who prefer to take the road less travelled, for those of you wanting a taste of the Caribbean way of life.

Our life is now a journey, in Crocs, with a backpack each and a whole lot of faith and courage.  This journey we take together, Barry, Joshua and myself, in my heart and soul...Kaelah, Christine and you, no matter where you are in the world :-)

I wish you a magical day!

Blu

Our latest news!

We have had a pretty busy week which is awesome, simply because we love to be busy! The more productive you are the more motivated a person is. I did however have a day of doing absolutely nothing which ended in me feeling home-sick! Home-sick? How can a person feel home-sick when you no longer have a home... :-). I felt home-sick for chocolate, yogurt, home made biscuits and joko tea! I also felt like having a chat with my girls but the lack of internet connection on our side makes it a tad difficult! Some encouraging words from around the world and a good nights sleep and I was right as rain the next morning. Our internet connection will soon be resolved and all will be good again. We have fast realised that, Its time to start growing our own veggies! Trekking all the way into town is an adventure via dingy, taxi, walking, taxi, dingy and by the time you have bought what you need its been a 4 hour round trip! And your mangoes are bruised :-( anyhow, so Baz has been gathering items for the water catcher, he's dug a hole to recycle peels and tea bags. We have also got a good starter collection of seeds, paw paw, avo, pumpkin, beans and watermelon. This week we will collect the old tyres to begin planting sweet potatoes and garlic. The week ahead is going to be awesome! Our holiday programs kicks off on Monday and runs through until Friday, 08h00 to 12h00. The theme is Coconut Boats and Seedlings. We will also be cleaning up Hog Island, enjoying jam sessions, swimming and snorkelling. The age group starts from 4 years right up to teens. We are super excited this upcoming week! As you are aware, we are raising funds to sponsor us another day in the Caribbean! Sponsorship doesn't always have to be in the form of money, it can also be in the form of goods that we can barter with or plant. There are a couple of items that we need personally which you can't get here on the island. Below is a short list. If you would like to contribute to our travels through the Caribbean then we would greatly appreciate it! * Chocolates * Seeds (must be sealed in original packaging) - parsley, peppers, carrots, gem squash, rosemary, basil, origanum, spinach, any will do. * Tea Tree Oil * Lavender Oil * Citronella Oil * Rolling Tobacco - Drum Light Blue * Small Hemp Rizlas (unbleached) * Small Liquorice Rizlas * Joko Tea * Rooibos Tea * Ziplock Bags We will have our postal address finalised by next week so I will be sure to upload the address for you. If you would prefer to make a monetary contribution then please contact us for the banking details. Last but not least, I have received my first online marketing work from a South African based company. Online work is a great way to make a steady income while travelling. This work kicks off on the 1 August and I am super excited! I earn a commission on each sale which comes from my marketing. With that in mind, if you have a small business that needs some online marketing to be done, and you simply don't have the time, and you are willing to pay commission on sales then please email me, no matter where you are in the world! The email address to use is: bazandblu@gmail.com. Okay, definitely last, we set sail in a weeks time! Yes we do! The moment we have been waiting for! we will be sailing from Grenada to Union Island. Too excited about this upcoming adventure! Watch this space for photos and video footage! Its 22:15 and its time for bed! Its been a long, hot and humid day. Time to rest my body, mind and soul! Until next time! Blu

Travelling with young children

I have always wondered how many families out there simply choose not to travel because they have young children.  Well that seems to be a common thought for quite a few families in South Africa and I refer to South Africa simply because I lived in various parts of South Africa during my 3 decade stay.

Travelling with Joshua has been nothing but fun!  We have been travelling with Joshua, Kaelah and Christine for the last 6 years and it has all been a breeze!  Planning ahead and packing wisely is what will ensure you a happy and hassle free journey.

One of the secrets to a happy travelling child is to teach them from a baby to sleep in various places.  This has been our saving grace with Joshua.  He sleeps anywhere at anytime without wanting his bed at home.  Now that we no longer have a permanent home, Joshua finds it easy to sleep wherever he lays his little head.

Flying with a child is really awesome.  From the time of arrival to book in at the OR Tambo airport in Johannesburg, the airport staff to notice of Joshua and treated him as a 'mini passenger'.  Boarding the plane and spending a solid 18 hours flying, the air hostesses always made a special round to check if he was comfortable.  The attention on all modes of transport have been very much the same with fellow passengers keeping him entertained and vice versa.

Packing a a biggy!  Joshua's daypack had a change of clothes and two spare t-shirt, a pack of UNO, a set of wax crayons and a soldier.  His fellow travel buddy being his little stuffed turtle, 'Squirt'.  Included were a couple of sweeties from Ouma and Christine (for the road), his water bottle, tissues, wet wipes, toothbrush and toothpaste and Tee Tree Oil for all types of scratches and bites.  That was it, and it kept him well entertained and prepared for his 5 day backpacking trip from South Africa to Grenada.

As of Sunday, we move onto the Dixi Rollar.  Joshua has his allocated space on the yacht and will settle in right away.  We will be joining a community of sailing families.  Some families have children and some have cats and dogs on board.  Yes you read correctly...cats and dogs!  The coolest sailing pets around I tell you.  Most have more travels under the collar than most of the humans on this planet.  From all over the world they come and each has their very own personality.

The local people absolutely love Joshua.  They always engage in a conversation with him about all sorts and his happily takes part.  We allow him to adventure, explore and speak to the people along the way... afterall that is how children learn.

Keep a close eye on Joshua Liam.  This young boy of ours is truly an amazing adventurer :-)

Joshua Liam Sanders - 4years 3 months old
Young adventurer and Eco Warrior