Teleporting on my birthday

The past few posts saw me being in a bit of a pensive mood so it is probably no surprise that during this past week… I celebrated my birthday! And with so many people wishing me that “all my dreams may come true”…what better way to let my imagination run wild than to imagine that on my birthday one of my biggest dreams finally became a reality?  Yip, hubby and I can at last teleport to anywhere our heart desires!  So, with these abilities, just what would an ideal birthday day look like…?

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Sunrise over the Amalfi Coost

How about waking up, being able to look out over the Mediterranean? On Italy’s Amalfi Coast, of course.  It will be a peaceful moment, hubby and I getting out of bed and sitting on our balcony; me quietly reflecting on the year that was and being grateful for all the good things in my life.  In the background we will hear the faint sounds of the waves gently breaking on the shore and we will watch the old fishermen pushing their little boats  out to sea.  Their faces, weathered but content, for they are leading the life that they want. And in this quiet time I would aspire to do the same during the coming year.

 

But what is a birthday without a special breakfast, so out the door we’ll go and step onto the streets of Paris.  Stall holders will be packing out their fresh produce while cheerfully chatting away, and the air will hold a sense of anticipation for a great day ahead.  The streets will still be quiet… Quiet enough so that I can run into the middle of the road to get a perfect shot of the Paris Opera house at last! Breakfast would be in a quintessential little side street cafe with a great view of the Notre Dame de Paris Cathedral, while Parisians quickly rush in for their morning cup of coffee.  What’s for breakfast? Croque Monsieur! But it must be the same croque monsieur hubby and I once had in the train from Narbonne to Avignon! Yes, it was on the a normal train from the national French railway and we ordered it from the canteen…. but of all the croque monsieurs I’ve ever had in France, it was THE best one!  (Who says I can’t teleport a sandwich?!)  And of course it would be delivered to the table with the same French flair reserved for announcing the arrival of a Michelin starred meal or just a simple piece of bread – voila!

Breakfast done and dusted and definitely time to appear on the steps of the Sacre Coeur (Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris). Not only because from its steps you have breathtaking views over the city, but because I would hope to hear the same choir sing as we did when we entered the church late one evening.  It honestly did sound like a heavenly choir and it was a real spiritual experience.  So on this day of celebrating my birth it would be the appropriate time to give thanks and to pray for wisdom, guidance and blessings in the year to come.

Now with both tummy and spirit satisfied, it would definitely be time for site seeing, and what better place to start than one of the new 7 natural wonders of the world!  As we arrive at the bottom of Table Mountain in my home city of Cape Town, it would be a perfect blue sky day, ensuring that we will have uninterrupted views of across the city.  Excitedly we will wait at the lower cable car station to make the trip up by cable car (it is a huge thrill going up that I would definitely choose the old fashioned way of going up in lieu of my new teleporting abilities just placing us at the top!).  The floor of the cable car turns around as you go up, giving 360 degree views of this natural wonder.  The closer we get the top of the mountain it seems inevitable that we will end up crashing against the sheer rock face, but  just as I wish that perhaps we took the teleport route, we safely make it all the way into the upper station.  And what greets us is the most amazing views, no matter in which direction you look.  Down the city, over the Cape Town Stadium built for the 2010 soccer world cup or across the ocean towards Robben Island… breathtaking! Standing on top of this mountain I would realise how small a person is in this big world and I would also be thankful that I can call this place home.

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View of Cape Town, Cape Town stadium and Robben Island from the top of Table Mountain

But what woman would not want to feel like a princess on her birthday?!  So to fulfil my regal fantasies hubby would transport me from the top of Table Mountain to the beautiful Loire Valley in France, which is a UNESCO world heritage site.  The valley is filled with beautiful chateaux, fit for a fairly tale.  Hubby will choose to take us to Chateau de Chenonceau.  We would have time to explore the castle and its beautiful grounds and I would stand on the balcony, hand in hand with my prince charming!  It is hard to believe that people could live in such opulence!  Oh well, I can’t complain.  I have always been treated like a queen in my own home!

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Chenonceau – what fairy tales are made of!

I’m sure that by now we would have worked up quite an appetite, so for a real splurge we would pop up in the lobby of the Mandarin Oriental Hyde Park in London…with lunch reservations at Dinner by Heston Blumenthal! Hopefully this time I would be better prepared than 2 years ago when hubby took me there, coincidentally also for my birthday. At that particular  occasion I was so gobsmacked by where we were that it took me 30 minutes before I could even order water! It was a fantastic meal, and the highlight was ordering one of Heston’s tricks of the mind – ‘meat fruit’. What appears to be a beautiful little mandarin is in fact… chicken liver parfait!  The orange colour is a little jelly that is transformed to look like the skin of a mandarin and it wraps the parfait beautifully.  Amazing!  And so was the special little dessert they sent out for me.  Yip, we would do it over again and make toast to good food and good health!

After lunch it would be time to soak up a bit of culture.  Call me a nerd, but I love museums!  So seeing that we are in London we would head to the British Museum.  We’ve been there twice already and we have not yet managed to get through the whole thing.  The first time I loved the Egyptian section and spent the better part of three hours there.  More recently I didn’t get sucked in by the Egyptians again, but this time got stuck at the Aztec section! Every time I experience a bit of history like that I feel truly blessed that I have the opportunity to look back in time.  It also puts our lives into perspective and on this day, marking another year of my life, it will make me think about what legacy our generation will leave and what my part in it will be.  It better be a good one!

A birthday is sometimes also a perfect excuse for those once in a lifetime treats.  So next stop?  Why not the playground of the rich and famous – Monaco!  We’ll be teleported to a place that was never even on my bucket list because it never seemed a reality that I would ever set foot there.  But unlike last year, when we managed to walk on the hallowed F1 street tack, we will trade the red city bus for a red Ferrari and cruise the streets in style!  We would park up in front of the Monaco casino and sit down in one of the beautiful cafes and sip French champagne – because you only live once!  And as we sit back and take in the multi-million dollar yachts in the harbour, the strings of sportscars driving by, I will be reminded to dream big dreams, as I can achieve anything I set my mind to.

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Casino de Monte Carlo
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Monaco, the playground of the rich and famous

And as dusk slowly settles on an amazing day, we’ll be transported to a gondola on the Grand Canal of Venice.  With romance and wonder in the air, our gondolier will sing Italian love songs and hubby and I will look lovingly in each others’ eyes and stare in amazement at the splendour that is Venice.  Dinner would be at a romantic restaurant on the Grand Canal and as we watch the lights of Venice glitter in the water we will sip on some prosecco and say cheers to my birthday.  Main course for me would definitely be some seafood pasta – probably a vongole, simple pasta with mussels and clams.  And we would stay there until just about all the tables are empty.

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The Grand Canal of Venice
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Venice at sunset – truly one of a kind.

But the last stop on our day would also be the best stop – home.  Where we will light a fire in the fireplace, have a last glass of wine for the night, snuggle on the couch with the dogs, and maybe catch the last bit of  House Hunters International…!  Because here is where real life happens, and I am truly grateful for the wonderful year that was.

Here is to a great new year ahead in which I believe that I can achieve anything I set my mind to.  (And that someone out there will now just develop this teleport thing already!)

 

 

Blue jewel… the Mediterranean

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The view over the Mediterranean from Praiano

I will never forget the first time I ever laid my eyes on the Mediterranean.  We arrived in Rome after a 21 hour flight from Cape Town.  Exhausted we had to rush to catch a train from Rome to Naples.  Two hours later (and no chance of sleep; I was petrified of missing our stop!) we arrived in Naples and had to rush to make the next train; a commuter train called Circumvesuviana that runs to Sorrento.  That was a horrid journey – “commuter train” translated means that there are no seats (well, at least not in the coaches we were in) and we had to stand the whole way to Sorrento.  I was so tired and exhausted that I could hardly stand on my feet and hubby had to give a lot of moral support to stop me from bursting into tears from sheer exhaustion.   Arriving in Sorrento, waiting at the station for the SETA bus that would finally take us to our destination, Praiano, I caught I small glimpse of some blue water between a row of houses.  So to be fair, that was probably the first glimpse of the Mediterranean.  But then, as we finally got on the bus and started the last leg of our journey, the blue jewel revealed herself to us and in that instant we fell under her spell.

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The first picture we took of the beautiful Mediterranean – from the SETA bus!

The famous Amalfi Coast drive was everything the books tell you it is – twisty, turny, breathtakingly beautiful and quite the adrenalin rush.  The speed with which the bus drivers navigate the narrow road is something to experience.  At first I did not understand why the driver was hooting randomly; was he just greeting people or were people upsetting him on the road?  After paying a bit of attention I figured it out; he hooted every time we approached a bend so that if there were cars approaching from the other side, they would hear the bus coming.  That way they would know to stop or get out of his way!  Ingenious!  And testament to the fact that they slow down for nothing!

So just about 24 hours after we left Cape Town we finally arrived in Praiano.  Exhausted, but in love!  I have previously written about my love for Praiano and its little beach La Praia.  This is undoubtedly where our love for the Mediterranean comes from.   I know what made this extra special for hubby was a trip that we took from Praiano to Capri.  A local tour operator offered day trips to Capri and eagerly we signed up, wanting to see Capri but also the beautiful Amalfi Coast from the water.  The journey by speedboat was amazing.  Half way to Capri, in the middle of the ocean, our skipper stopped the boat.  In his best English and with some hand gestures he indicated: “Now you swimming!”  Hubby loved it!  They had snorkeling equipment on the boat and he said it was the experience of a lifetime.  The water was crystal clear; you could see down into the water for meters and meters and the fish….according to him it was like seeing a world that you never knew existed; swimming alongside fish that you have never seen before.  With the water being so salty you did not really have to do a lot of swimming and floating was easy.  To this day this is really one of his biggest highlights of any holiday.  Me, being a novice swimmer, I didn’t have the courage to jump into the ocean; if my toes can’t touch the ground I get panicky!

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View from the boat.
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Amalfi Coast from the water…
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The view from the top of Capri!
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Fraglioni rocks, off Capri

And maybe that is part of the allure of the Mediterranean for me.  The gentle waves.  And the swishing sound it makes.  The sea along our coast is much different, with waves thundering down.  I’ve never known what “gentle waves lapping the shore” meant until I experienced the Mediterranean.  And the best part of that is that it gives someone like me that is a bit scared of the big, rough seas the opportunity to swim in the ocean.  Oh, and how I love it.  The water is so quiet and clear that even I feel comfortable splashing about; even swimming a bit… provided that my toes can touch the bottom!  Some of the best times on our holidays have been when we were laying next to the sea, listening to the hypnotic sound of the waves.  Very few things come close.

 

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Sunset on our last night in Praiano

But in talking about the first place where we’ve seen this beautiful blue ocean, my mind instinctively wanders to the place we last basked on her shores.

It was last year September (way too long ago, if you ask me!) and on the last day of our holiday on the Côte d’Azur we took the train to Menton.  What drew us there were all the good things we read about its stunning beaches and with Menton also being just about the last stop on the French Riviera before you head into Italy it made me think that I might be able to have a pretty decent pizza while we were there!  (It was uncanny to see road signs, showing Italy was just 10 miles away!)

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The beautiful Menton beach

When we arrived at the train station we immediately set off for the beach.  It was not hard to find; we just followed a group of locals who were carrying beach chairs and umbrellas!  And when we got there, we knew that we picked the perfect place to end off our holiday.  The water was warm, calm and clear; I could swim and for a moment I forgot that my toes needed to touch the bottom because for once there was a view that could compete with the beauty of the Mediterranean –  Menton’s old city cascading down the hill.

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The Mediterranean and the old town of Menton.  Bliss.

Laying on the beach was surreal.  Just closing my eyes, feeling the sun on my skin and listening to the ocean.  Staring out in front of me into the big blue and when I turned my head sideways, this stunning old city (and hubby) to my right.  It was a perfect day!  For lunch we didn’t have to go far; there was an amazing restaurant close to where we were.  Hubby had an amazing seafood platter; he says the best he has ever had and me?  Well, I had my pizza!

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View from the restaurant in Menton.

So if you crave a taste of the Mediterranean, I suggest you play this video on repeat, while preparing a bit of fish.

Cheers, until my feet touch your shores again!

Kingklip with sundried tomato marinade

(serves 4)

Ingredients:

4 kingklip fillets (or any firm fish that you can source locally)

 

Juice of half a lemon

60ml olive oil

3 tablespoons of sundried tomatoes, chopped

1 teaspoon of sugar

1 clove of garlic, crushed

4 sprigs of fresh thyme, chopped finely

Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste

Method:

  1. Preheat your oven to 180 degrees
  2. Mix lemon juice, olive oil, sundried tomatoes, sugar, garlic, thyme, salt and pepper together
  3. Pour over fish and marinade for 30 minutes
  4. Transfer the fish to a baking tray and place in the oven for 15 minutes until the fish turns opaque and flakes easily when prodded with a fork
  5. Serve with a fresh salad

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Memento

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The small town of Praiano on the Amalfi Coast of Italy

Being from the southern tip of Africa meant that it was about a 24 hour journey before we finally arrived in the beautiful little town of Praiano, on the Amalfi Coast of Italy.  The last stretch of the trip was done by bus from Sorrento, along the treacherous Amalfi Coast drive, and as the bus made its way around the corners it offered us little glimpses of its splendour.

I am not sure if it is the way that the houses seem to cling to the impossibly steep slopes rising out from the sea, the way lemon trees are planted at stupendous angles or the hypnotic beauty of the sea, speckled with white foam lines as speed boats and yachts make their way across the glistening blue ocean, but I fell completely and utterly in love with this place.

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One of the views from our hotel room balcony

Just down the road from our hotel was a wonderful little restaurant called M’ama! (Via Umberto I, 72, Praiano).  Located on top of another hotel it offered uninterrupted, panoramic views; in front of you, as far as the eyes could see, was just this mesmerising ocean and at the back was the beautiful mountains with houses dotted in between the green.

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M’ama! The view towards the mountains.

Their food was amazing.  Especially the seafood.  Fresh, simple and delicious.  Not trying to be too complicated and just letting the beautiful local produce do its thing.  Think freshly made pasta, cooked to perfection, with clams and mussels, just dressed with some tomatoes, basil and some olive oil.  Lemon sorbet.  Wonderful wine.  To top it all off, after the meal, we were presented with small, icy cold glasses with the local lemon liqueur called Limoncello. It was so cold that you could only take the smallest of sips at a time, but it was delicious and a perfect way to end off the night.

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Perfection – looking out over the ocean.

On our last night in Praiano, we just had to go back to M’ama.  After a wonderful meal, the little glasses made their appearance again.  So I looked at hubby and asked whether he thought they would sell it to us.  I really wanted to take a little piece of this paradise with me.  When it was time to pay the bill we asked the waiter if this was possible but unfortunately it was not to be.

However, as we were making our way out the door, the waiter came rushing down the stairs.  He spoke to the manager and explained that we were regular customers that week.  And the manager gave permission to give the glasses to us for free.  No sour endings here!

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Salute!

Today this is one of my most treasured ornaments that we’ve brought back from any holiday.  I can’t wait to return one day but until then, we will sip Limoncello at home and talk about when we are going to retire there.  Dream big, I say!

Why the travel bug bites

My dream job would probably be touring the world (seeing it, experiencing it, cooking, eating and drinking it!) with hubby.  Yes, I definitely think so.  The travel bug has bitten and I will never recover from its fever!

But what is it about travelling; why do I love it so much?  Let me count the ways…

The feeling I get when hubby and I sit in the plane, ready to take off; arms locked, holding hands

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Aeroplane selfie

It’s hard to describe the feeling.  Anticipation.  Excitement.  A bit of nerves.  Like it is just me and him against the world (in a good way; not as in some sci-fi movie where we are the only people left to save the world from an alien invasion).  Together we are standing on the edge of the unknown, of an adventure, not knowing what awaits us, but knowing that together will make it through and that we will be forever changed by the experience.  Goosebump stuff!

 

 

The thrill of visiting a country where English is not the first language

The first country we visited where English was not spoken as a first language was France.  We arrived by train at Gare du Nord station and upon getting out on to the platform we were bombarded with everything in French; announcements, signage, people, the whole lot!  I could not see one bit of English anywhere!

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When we exited the metro station we just had to take this picture right on the Champs Elysees.

We honestly spent at least an hour inside that station trying to buy metro tickets and trying to find our way to the subway section.

(The reward was worth it though; we exited the metro at the Charles de Gaulle Etoile stop and as you come up from the stairs the magnificent Arc de Triomphe is right in front of you!)

A couple of years later we arrived back at Gare du Nord.  French/English signs everywhere.  Like they’ve always been. Clearly we were so in awe back then that we never noticed there was English aplenty!

Experiencing different cultures

There is something special about watching other people going about their normal daily routine and seeing how they just do things completely differently. From what they do, to how they do it.  It has definitely inspired some different behaviors from hubby and I; there is always something that you bring back with you and that will forever remain a part of you.

We were staying in a small town on the Amalfi Coast of Italy.  Hubby and I went for an early morning stroll by the little beach, following paths carved in to the rocks right next to the ocean.  On our way back we were met with the sight of people arguing.  It was three elderly ladies and two gentlemen in the water.  Hands waving in the air, gesturing, talking wildly.  I actually felt a bit afraid.  It seemed that someone could be drowned soon.  This was serious.  That’s until we got to the beach and saw them up close.  They were talking and laughing loudly, hands flying through the air as they told their stories.  No arguing there, they were just Italian!

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La Praia beach, Amalfi Coast, Italy

History (and landmarks)

I love history.  Ever since school.  (I don’t think the fact that my history teacher was kind of handsome had anything to do with it; I’ve managed to maintained my love for historic things years after his looks faded!)

Going to cathedrals, museums, visiting old squares and castles, monasteries – I love it, love it, love it!  It is just such an amazing privilege to see something from hundreds of years ago, that has survived all this time.  And not to see in on tv or in a magazine, but in ‘real life’.  I am forever changed by it.  Afterwards, if I see a place I’ve been to on television, I can’t help but see it in a different light, knowing that my footsteps were also once there.

It’s impossible to pick a highlight.  Each place is absolutely special in its own right.  However, the first cathedral we ever saw was the Notre-Dame de Reims in Reims, France.  Because it was the first, it will always have a special place in my heart.

(Although, I must admit, the Eiffel Tower has some hypnotic power over me.  On each visit to Paris, whenever we pass it on foot, in a bus, on a boat, doesn’t matter how many pictures I have taken, I always have to take just one (or ten) more!)

Fresh produce markets, i.e. food and wine

We really love good food and wine, so it is such a thrill to try new things.  Each time we leave on holiday we go with a list of ‘must-try’ foods and we always come back with newfound  favourite recipes that we will continue to make for the rest of our lives.

 

The fresh produce markets are incredible.  In South Africa we don’t really have something similar and on the scale as we’ve encountered in Europe.  Because we really enjoy cooking we prefer staying in small apartments so that we can have cooking facilities.  This means we get to shop at the fresh produce markets to our hearts content and then bring it back to our little place to cook.

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Our own old blue door with our apartment just above the little pizzeria

 

Last year we visited Avignon.  We stayed in a wonderful little apartment in the center of the old city.  Just down the road (at 18 Place Pie) was Les Halles (the market).  It was the best experience going there, picking up some ingredients and then heading back to our little home away from home.  Normally when I walk in the streets I always wonder what is behind the old doors and this time we could open up our very own old door!

We spent many evenings cooking our hand-picked local produce, enjoying great local wine and looking out from our balcony at life going by in Avignon below. We really felt local and not like tourists at all.

Then… I also love the planning before the time – that is almost a holiday in itself.  And photography.  Hubby and I are keen photographers, so capturing these amazing places on camera is such a joy.  And fridge magnets.  We bring back a fridge magnet from every town we visit.  We ‘reveal’ them back home over some wine, reminiscing about each place as each little magnet gets its place of honour of the fridge.  And then there is…

Let me (further) count the ways another time!