Paternoster is the exact description in magazines. It’s a little piece of Greece with whitewashed cottages, exquisite shorelines, charming restaurants, and home to local fishermen; giving the entire village a romantic air of nostalgia. 

A seaside vacation a mere two hours from the City is all you need to start off the year anew and, there’s no better place to stay at where you can smell and hear the sea right under your nose than in Paternoster.  Continue reading

Breakfast has never been the most important meal of the day for me. Its usually substituted by at least three cups of strong coffee but the older I got, the more I enjoyed small breakfast spots like Cocoa Wah Wah in Rondebosch.  Continue reading

We all sit and daydream. Daydream when work will be over, when is the next public holiday or in my case, daydream for a holiday where I can put up my feet and do nothing.  Continue reading

All the towns are not the same. They are different in history, characteristics, religion, faith, people and food. Especially, the food; always viciously searching for relatively unknown attractions, eateries and stories. Yet somehow Vredenburg gave me none of that.
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