In a world where complexity can be so alluring, I’m astonished by the elegance of Barrydale. Enclosed in a narrow valley at the foot of the Langeberg Mountains, and along the iconic road Route 62, this was a town I had longed to visit for some time.
I consider travel as part of my daily life; whether it be visiting a particular place or going on holiday. Over the last few months, many of Courtney and my friends, colleagues and family members began contacting me about places they should go too and essentially help them. So because of all these requests, I’ve added two new sub-sections under the Travel section on my blog to make your travel plans a bit more smoother.
For the last two years, I believed that traveling will fulfill my life and provide me with a sense of happiness simply because of what travel bloggers and influencers portray to a wide audience but when I started traveling myself, it did not do any of the two things I mentioned. Here’s why:
I was born and breed a Moravian since the day of my existence. I visited this tiny town back in 2010 during my confirmation camp; only this time I wanted to explore this quaint little historical village known as Genadendal which means Valley of Grace.