I have a few happy places actually. Before I got to travel and discover wider horizons (literally in this case) my haven on earth was our family house in Yzerfontein. A place my grandpa built the year before I was born, right on the main beach of a small west coast town, where I had spent every summer holiday from birth till I rebelled against routine in my early twenties.
These days happy places also include a little spot in the Monegros desert in Spain, known only as Nowhere;
any spot on the banks of the Rio Ebro;
a certain balcony in Berlin; and this place, in the Tankwa Karoo, once a year known as Tankwa Town.
On Friday morning a few members of Afrikaburn’s DPW made their way to Tankwa. We had to go take down all the toilet boxes, do a bit of an inventory of our kitchen remains (it burnt down spectacularly at this year’s event… a rather unscheduled burn) and do a bit of a site inspection / town planning.
Rain followed us most of the way, but while some of the Western Cape flooded over the weekend, we mearly enjoyed a few cloud breaks in the Northern Cape.
planning an epic sneak attack on the party goers at Stonehenge; getting stuck without fuel in the dark, getting lost in the moonlight while waiting for fuel; the brain plant; car party; getting towed into Stonehenge (so much for a sneak attack); laying on the back of Rommel watching the full moon behind the clouds; whiskey in a bottle; time warp; hours around the fire making crazy plans; loading Rommel full of soft things, the cooler box and a fire pit; heading out to the binnekring and spending hours around a fire surrounded by the earthpods, waiting for the sun to rise.All in all a magical weekend in a magical place. I am so happy and fortunate to be a part of such a weirdly wonderful team of people. Bring on Afrikaburn 2014 (well, bring on the planning and logistics and budgets and recruitment first…)