Travel diary - part one
I still haven’t figured out what good lesson really comes out of any heartbreak, but what I know for sure is that big disappointments are full of good lessons.
Travelling on the other hand opens up hidden layers of self, takes you outside your comfort zone, and makes you vulnerable to the unknown, good, bad & unplanned. It’s magical, also scary to be on foreign land & be seen as a foreigner visiting a country but with that self-confidence arises.
My mini experience of getting lost in Munich , Germany was an epic disaster yet amazing , trying to find directions of the train station in Rome , made me feel like I was having a panic attack in slow motion , yet somehow I managed to find the train that gets to Central Rome .
Rome is beautiful , but I fell in love with Florence , the architecture , the history , the street vibe , the deep stories behind all the old buildings and sculptures , I could feel my spirit connecting with the city ( minus the cold !!) . The weird thing is ,I expected to love Rome more but ended up day dreaming in Florence , and not believing what my eyes were seeing in Switzerland , ohm cold Switzerland , the landscape , the thick snow ......words fail me , will definitely go back there one day when I hit the lotto/jackpot ( as that’s the land of the rich !!) . If I were to define it in one word I would say plain/neutral, no colour at all.
Last stop Paris, France , ooh the French , God bless the French & their refusal to speak English , all the beauty , the landmarks , the history , the architecture , the food was beyond amazing !!, but the people ....sweet lord !! They were cold as fuck & unfriendly, which makes all the beauty that France possess meaningless in my eyes, nor will I ever go back there.
Western Europe was interesting & eye opening , literally made me crave travelling more & realized that I can travel more by myself , as its worth the investment ...( as weird as that sounds ) , making my dream come true was priceless & epic , despite the small disappointments & culture shock moments I had on this weird journey , I wouldn’t change a damn thing . When one attains old dreams, new dreams are born & it’s time for new dreams.
There is no place like home, I truly love South Africa, with all my heart & I am very proud to be from this country, It's actually sad that i had to go to Europe to be able to appreciate where I come from . I personally think that Europe is no better than Africa , the difference is that Europeans invest in themselves & their neighboring countries, and keep the wealth among themselves , take pride in their history, where else Africa doesn’t , we don’t have enough confidence in ourselves as people of color , don’t educate ourselves enough , nor do our leaders invest in us , we have a very hush HISTORY , that has contributed to this lack of self-confidence , and lack of self-love among ourselves , we hate each other , that’s why all these African countries cannot move forward Economically and not have to depend on outside resources for money & to keep certain economies afloat, Inequality scars run deep and still cause a big divide but hey thats a topic for another day .
We need to show love to each other , help one another , build our self-confidence as a people , as an African continent , Europeans have nothing on us literally , we are colourful , special , different , we love hard , play hard , we emotional as fuck , we are flipin awesome .
Cant wait to explore more of the world , but I need to explore my African continent more , as thats my first love .
Love
Phindile .
My life, my truths , challenges & being a working woman in Johannesburg# chasing my dreams & making them a reality.
