I’m lost in my cold coffee smoking a Marlboro Red, distracted by my happiness. This is a report about a girl living in Cape Town for summer and experiencing a new year. It’s about eating blueberry nerds and getting messy on school nights. It’s about laughter, inspiration and popcorn. Like life, it’s about everything and nothing. Perhaps it’s the endless summer that’s got Cape Town caught in a spell, but for once, I’m a part of it…

My bro always told me, ‘you got to go through the shitty times to appreciate the good times’, and life keeps reminding me of it’s inherent shitty times. But time fades, space becomes earth and dreams become distant smiles. Humanity. Pleasure. Eye contact and glorified mornings.

Things I love about Cape Town:

R5 taxis.

The Atlantic Ocean.

Drunk bergies shouting “Jou mas se POES” on the street.

That the mountains meet the ocean.

A whole city of people happy to be in South Africa (F**k those of you who aren’t!).

The Rock.

XXX lifestyles.

Foreigners getting lost.

Thursday Drum and Bass nights @ Fiction.

Taxi drivers recognizing you as a local and charging the tourists double ; )

Getting tourists to buy you drinks.

Being a girl.

Finding a boy.

The Endless Summer.

The creative culture.

Black Label.

And the joint effort to “Keep it Local”.

“Such boundless pleasure…leave no time for later,” (Frou Frou) No more waiting, it’s time for livin’ and lovin’ and yes, everything that comes with that. This is a report about love in Cape Town, it’s about a boy with eyes of the bluest skies and a girl chasing butterflies.






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