South Africa was my first trip abroad alone and I was going for 17 days. I spent 1 week in the Karoo, on a cheetah game preserve, and 1 week in Cape Town. That first week transformed me, I found laughter and happiness again. I cried on my last day in the Karoo - cried and cried, hugged the staff and cried some more (and if you knew me - I never cry.....) and they were tears of pure JOY:
"Traveling is like flirting with life. It's like saying
'I would stay and love you, but I have to go; this is my station'......"
-Lisa St. Aubin de Teran
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