Posts from Cape Town, South Africa and privilege

On one of our last nights in Johannesburg, we made a startling discovery: it is exceedingly difficult to find ice …

I barely washed my hands all week. It wasn’t from laziness or gross hygiene habits though. Almost every sink in …

The ketchup is different here. At home, I know exactly where the trusty bottle of Heinz is in the fridge, …

I’ve been forced to confront my identity here on a daily basis. From men on the street who yell “ni …

You know what they say — there’s no use in crying over spilt milk. Especially when you have a housekeeper …

On Wednesday, just as the warmth of the day gave way to cool breezes, we walked around the pathways of …

Throughout my time here in Cape Town, my biggest irritation has been the insistence of drawing parallels between South Africa …

So… If you are not on this trip OR if you somehow managed to not see my mother’s frantic Facebook …