I had a wonderful childhood in Devon, surrounded by the friendly
chaos of four other siblings. After a gap year in France, I went
to Leeds university to study French and Linguistics, which
included another year back in France. From this time on, I had a
strong inkling that my life would take me somewhere, at sometime,
away from this little island.
Meeting Neil in 2004 certainly confirmed that. Neil made it
very clear from early on that he hoped to return to South Africa
one day. Fortunately for him, the concept didn't really phase me.
Maybe I was just head over heels in love. Maybe I was excited at
the idea of realising my own thirst for adventure. Maybe I had an
inner reassurance that this was all in God's plan. Probably all of
Five years on, and married, it is all becoming a reality. I
have to be honest and say the na´ve flippancy with which I said to
Neil that first evening 'that's no problem', has gradually turned
into a cautiously excited realism. I am unashamedly nervous of
what this trip means as it will be my turn to leave my family,
friends, job and country to embrace the unknown.
However, I am absolutely sure that we are doing the right
This started off as Neil's dream, but now it belongs to both of
us. The next year will certainly teach us a lot about each other,
and ourselves. The details and logistics are daunting, but the
potential for wonderful experiences is immense and exciting. Watch