One Last Trip to the Beach

If you don’t already know, I’m back in Canada. The girls and I endured the epic 30+ hours in transit and arrived in Toronto late Wednesday night.

Leaving Cape Town was melancholy. It’s my first home. It’s a place I love like no other. There’s just something about living beside the ocean. When I’m feeling down, all I have to do it look around me, and somehow everything’s okay. Knowing that the next chapter in my life is going to be decidedly urban, I was determined to take in my surroundings one last time: hopefully find a way to imprint the crashing waves and rocky mountains behind my eyelids so that whenever I’m feeling stressed, I can just transport myself back.

While running around on the beach, April proclaimed that she’s going to miss the ocean more than her friends. I do so love my friends, but I think she’s right.

On the dunes Walking onto the beach My beach Simon's Town from Fish Hoek Ocean contemplation Washed away Running toward the water Running race Frolicking on the beach Sinking sand Jumping sand Happy girls Throwing sand

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