Tuesday, September 01, 2015

Two random things I have learned about living in Munich

Typical oktoberfest scene!
I left Phuket in 2013 to move to Munich, Germany. However with my job seeing me travel around, and my husband's job seeing us live a lot in African countries, I have not really had the solid opportunity to enjoy Munich and to know it as the great city everyone has told me it is.

Of course I have done Oktoberfest. Let's just say what happens at Oktoberfest, stays at Oktoberfest! I have done the sights of Nymphenburg Palace (which by the way is very much worth a visit and is set in the most beautiful expanse of garden right on the outskirts of central Munich) and Neuschwanstein (which again is fascinating not only as the product of the crazy Ludwig II of Bavaria but also as the inspiration for Walt Disney's Cinderella Palace). But after almost two years of on-off living in Munich, it is only the last couple of months I feel I have really discovered what it is to live in Munich. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, I may review my opinion as Winter draws in, but Munich (in the Summer) is awesome!

My new discoveries:

Out for a run - looking over the mountains

1) Mountains - yes, I always knew that Munich is located just minutes from the mountains and particularly popular with those who ski in the winter or hike in the summer months, but wow! I finally had reason to get out of the city and into the country because I needed some serious hills for my run training. After a bit of research I found Taubenberg. To link you to it, I can only suggest you visit the website of the Guesthouse, which will come in useful to quench your thirst after all that running, walking or hiking! At the high points of this 'small' mountain are the most breath-taking views and walking/running through the woodland to reach the top is so calming and soothing on the soul. (Sounds cheesy but honestly, it is lovely). Very popular with ramblers, hikers, mountain-bikers and runners (well me running at least because I didn't actually see anybody else crazy enough to run!). I found running routes on mapmyrun and runkeeper but be careful because some routes are out of date and the first time I attempted this I got lost waist-deep on a forest path that was not even walk-able, never mind something to run on!

A forest path that I could run along!

2) Munich really does have culture - again yes, I already knew this. However the open-air cinemas are mainly screened in German and I never had anybody here to accompany me while locals seem to arrive at these places in their droves, and seem to know exactly what to do! I still haven't been. The opera is a similar thing; I'm not going to rock up on my own. To get tickets without booking way in advance is impossible so again, I still haven't been. Then, I was in Vienna a few weeks ago and culture just seemed to jump out of every minute corner of the city. Vienna was a living, breathing example of a cultural capital of the World! I was literally stumbling across open-air cinemas/bars/operas/art galleries; all at the same time, in one place, and you would totally fit in alone there without feeling odd. Vienna didn't offer culture for Austrians; it offered culture for all and delighted in the presence of anybody who wanted to appreciate it. It was enlightening and I felt I lacked this feeling about Munich even though Bavarians seem to think they have this kind of thing totally sorted! 

But this comparison is unfair to Munich. Munich-dwellers don't make it altogether welcoming and obvious, or easy for that matter, but go in search and thou shalt find. Munich does have culture. If you class it as 'culture', which I do - I mean, beer culture is an actual thing - then beer gardens. I don't know so many people in Munich, but even acquaintances are suggesting a meet-up in the Beer Gardens through the Summer months. Awesome!

Cava tasting evening - Baaderstrasse 32

Then I became more active in my discovery of Munich via my Internations membership. In the last month I have discovered wine/cava tasting (see my next blog post - coming soon). I have found dragon boating and sailing, which is of interest to me since I used to be an active member of the Dragonboat Club in Phuket (in my former life). I have also found various other meet-ups, cycle rides, groups and dinner events that I would love to join but there are only so many hours in a day! In essence, Munich is great as a tourist but it has a lot to offer its inhabitants too!

Live music at Kulturstrand August 2015

The ultimate highlight that really struck me was when I stepped out of Müller´sches Volksbad after an afternoon swimming session and heard some fantastic live music floating across the air from the other side of the river. They sounded fantastic and I had to find out more. In fact there was a live band, a bar/seating area set up, whole families and people of all ages enjoying the music that was just there. Next to the river. For seemingly no reason. Except for, why not? 

Brilliant. I had finally found Munich's culture slapping me in the face like Vienna's did. This was great. This is what people had been telling me about.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Trail Half Marathon: My first experience

Cheddar Gorge Challenge medal collection
Six weeks ago in my blog post 'Run light like...' I explained how my recent involvement in the Relish Running Races Cheddar Gorge Challenge had rekindled my passion for running and allowed me to discover the delights (and pains!) of trail running.

Well, I did it! 16th August marked my first trail half marathon and I picked up my last piece of metal to complete the Cheddar Gorge Challenge. Not only did I complete it but I came 10th overall!!! I am absolutely over the moon and ecstatic. I thoroughly enjoyed it and many thanks to Relish Running Races organisers for the fantastic job they did at all three races I attended.

Lindsay & I on the finish line
What can I tell you? It was bloody difficult! But then? That is what you want. That is what makes it interesting. I was doing ok but I got a great burst when I saw Hell's steps for the last time. I went bounding past four others as I was determined to give my all at this point in the race. As my friend Lindsay had told me in training, "Don't see them as hills. See them as mounds of opportunity!" By the end, as I approached the finish line, my legs were like jelly. I had definitely gone as hard and as far as I could. Great feeling.

Hills are mounds of opportunity
Everybody has their own demons. Everybody has their own challenges. This was mine and even if I missed the odd training session here or there, I know that in the end, I did the best I could during that trail half marathon. I had everything to be proud of and I was.

In the last 8 months I have given up smoking (-something I should have never started but I do - or did - enjoy it!). I have started running again at a respectable fitness level. I have achieved better than I could have imagined in the Cheddar Gorge Half Marathon and well... since I have got this far, after 2 years of saying it, I have finally committed to the Munich marathon on 11th October 2015. 

Champagne celebrations
Another great challenge, Munich is a city I hold close to my heart for a number of reasons and I felt a connection to this city long before I came to live here (for inexplicable reasons), so I have always wanted to earn THAT medal; that of the Munich Marathon. I ran the Phuket Marathon in 2011 and said, "I will never run another marathon again" but even then, I gave myself the exception that I would do another marathon if it was in a cooler climate such as that of Europe "just so I can compare my race time". So here I am.

Final weeks of training in progress. A fresh bottle of cava is awaiting in the fridge (thanks to a wonderful Cava Tasting evening I recently attended at Camino del Vino in Munich - worthy of another blog post!). And well, as always, watch this space..............!

Wednesday, August 05, 2015

Lagos: It's OK

Very strange thing living in Lagos, Nigeria. You ask someone how it is to live in Lagos and there is almost a standard reply of, "It's OK".

I spent two weeks in Lagos and I openly admit that is not a long time but seriously, nobody is ever "great" with Lagos. It's always just "OK". I'll try to observe again when I am back in September to see if I can get a more positive result for you! 

Anyway, I did 2 weeks in Lagos and guess what? It was OK. I explained with my last post (One Week in Lagos) that I had been exploring the cafes, bars and restaurants since I didn't know what else to do. Week 2 was much more of the same although we did go to a beach and I also (wait for it...) explored a supermarket! Here are my continued first impressions of Lagos as I spent my second week there:

1) I'll say it again - Lagos is "OK". Ask anyone that lives there!

2) Funny moment: We were in the queue at the road-toll station. The very long queue was for those that did not possess a pre-paid ticket. The shorter queue (thankfully) was for people like us that did possess a pre-paid access ticket for passing straight through the toll stations. The police stopped the car in front of us due to them not having a ticket, hence they should not have been in our queue. What happened next was just funny. Here is the conversation in our car between my husband (Alex) and the Driver:-
Alex: Why did the car come to this queue if they don't have a ticket?
Driver: (Totally surprised that my husband had even asked-) It is a woman, Sir.
Me: (Laughing)
Driver: (Turning embarrassed, shade of red) Sorry Madam.

3) LOS airport is the worst airport in the World, I think. I will probably blog this on its own at some point but you will have every single bag you are carrying with you opened and inspected (regardless of whether cabin baggage or check-in). It does not matter who you are or what flight status you might have or what skin colour you have (so at least they are fair in that regard). Absolutely everybody has every bag checked. Also, boarding the plane seems to be a competition for Nigerians; it is as though you do not actually possess a pre-reserved seat number that you are entitled to and so must push, shove and generally carry a complete dis-regard for personal space! Deep breaths are required.

4) I still maintain that you do not get hassled so much. Nigerians will try to hassle you by offering their services but they only offer once and don't continue to bug you so actually in my opinion, this is not hassling.

5) Do not expect the supermarket check-out people to even know what they are doing (or maybe that was just my personal experience in 'Grand Square' supermarket).

6) On the up-side I can see that having our own apartment in Lagos (rather than hotel dwelling) will actually make life a lot more affordable since groceries seem a bit more normally priced. Still not found a huge supply of decent vegetables but then I have not had the need to find them yet; we do not have a kitchen!

7) But then there is the relentless traffic in Lagos. Here is a small video clip from outside our Hotel room on a normal Friday evening:

And so to my second review of restaurants/cafes in Lagos:

Duck Green Curry: Bangkok Restaurant
1) Bangkok Restaurant: I loved it! We were served by a lovely Thai lady who even let us speak some Thai with her. For me, having lived ten years in Thailand, it was very home-from-home. We were presented with complimentary salted roast peanuts with our drinks (just like Thailand!) and then we ordered a mixed starter plate (spring rolls, chicken satays and the like). It came with the sweet chilli sauce as it should and a peanut dip for the satay. Alex ordered a Duck Green curry and I dug into a bit of that. It was delicious! I had a Pad Grapow Gai (Chicken with basil leaves) which was absolutely enormous! The portion size was way too large and the chicken dish was a bit too MSG for my liking but in general it was OK. Complimentary juicy fresh pineapple was served at the end of the meal. Bonus!

This place is definitely recommendable and I will return but I think I will trust their curry dishes more than their traditional stir-fry-type Thai dishes. I'd like to give their Tom Yam soup a go next time too so watch this space. (Find them via their Facebook page).

Pad Grapow Gai: Bangkok Restaurant
2) Bottles: This was my kind of place and my kind of evening! As you may or may not know, I am not a big fan of 'funky' bars/night clubs that seem to be all the rage throughout the World, and also in Lagos. Bottles is not this kind of place. It is quite normal! 

It's actually a kind of Mexican restaurant-pub and every Wednesday night they have live music. Reportedly the best Margaritas in town - I can't vouch for them being the best in town but order a pitcher with friends and you will soon believe they are the best in town whether you thought that on the first sip or not! The band were terrific with a really good mix of tunes and it seems that every expat in Lagos knows to be there on Wednesday nights. 

Point of note: I have been told you should book a table, especially if you go as a group because the place is literally heaving on Wednesday nights. Food was good though and most of all, I enjoyed the good tunes. I was dancing and everything! 

If you want to meet other expats, this is probably the right place to be on a Wednesday evening. (Click here for their Facebook page). Please don't tell my husband about all-you-can-eat Wings N'Beer night on Tuesdays at Bottles or he might swap my Wednesday night there for Tuesdays ;-)

3) Atican Beach: Only about 20 km away from Victoria Island but the traffic was terrible when we chose to go there; about 2pm on Saturday afternoon! You enter at Atican Beach Resort. We had to pay a fee of 1000.-Naira per person. Now, do not expect 5* luxury beach complex but do expect a low-key do-it-yourself type beach. The staff around offered their services straight away but we politely declined and took a walk down to the ocean-front to see for ourselves.

Greeted upon arrival by the sandy football/volleyball area and some cool wall art
The Sea!!!! (I love the sea) Sadly, if you looked up the beach you saw lots of debris and the ocean looks prone to nasty rip currents but I still dabbled my feet in the water.

Looking up the beach to the left
Everybody on the beach seemed to be local Nigerian but there was no trouble. Everyone was just enjoying their afternoon. As I understand it you can rent a small beach shack for yourself/family/friends (although I don't know the rate) and it looks like a fun afternoon to bring a cool box of beers and a BBQ picnic. You don't need to bring music as they have a quality sound system blasting music across the complex (and that is not as bad as it may sound). I felt there was a really good vibe. I did feel like maybe I had out-grown this kind of 'hip' beach hang-out but we had a couple of large Heineken beers (800 Naira per bottle) and sat a while; before I knew it, I was saying I would return with a group of friends! 

Could definitely be a cool place to hang and relax very low-key with friends. It's not really a couples hang-out so don't expect any kind of romantic atmosphere; think more low-key party atmosphere! You make it as you want it; sit back, enjoy the ocean view and if you fancy a dance, get up and enjoy the music. 
Looking up the beach to the right
There you have it. My first two weeks in Lagos.

Now safely back in Munich and back working full-time in the Munich office. It is good to be home and the weather is awesome. Made the most of it with an 18.2km run this morning before going to work... a FREEDOM I have missed (and now appreciate so much).

Back to Lagos, Nigeria in September so expect more blogging from Lagos but first I will enjoy the Munich summer and it is only 12 more days until the Half Marathon around Cheddar Gorge in UK. Bring it on...

Monday, July 27, 2015

One week in Lagos

I made it to Lagos, Nigeria. I've been here a week so far. Here are my first impressions of Lagos and some things I have found surprising.

View from room at Four Points Victoria Island
1) I had been told that I would get hassled a lot at the airport. To be honest, it was not so bad. When I was approached for a taxi or help with my bags, I politely said, "No thank you" and there was no further issue. This surprised me since I remember in Uganda, people would simply keep walking alongside me as though I might change my mind at any moment and suddenly want that taxi.
I had to wait for Alex, so I bought a bottle of water and placed myself in the nearest cafe.

2) It was super hot and sticky in the airport. There seemed to be no ventilation but hopefully I won't have to sit around too long in the future.

3) I arrived around 7pm on Sunday evening. This seems to be key since the journey from the airport to Victoria Island was really rather fast. I have been told that this is unique because the journey to/from the airport is renowned for being very slow, with lots of traffic.

4) Champagne is a big thing here. It is really quite easily accessible in the supermarkets and restaurants on Victoria Island. The reason? Wine is not great and is very expensive so when you are spending 100.-USD on a bottle of not-great wine, why not go the whole hog and order champagne? Erm... ok then!

5) Traffic is hectic and noisy. If Kampala (Uganda) traffic seemed crazy, this is a whole new level! I have no intentions of ever driving here. They drive on the right side (as in mainland Europe) but it is very aggressive driving with lots of hooting of the horns.

6) The streets are unsafe. Now honestly, I am not being fair there. I have not been for a walk on the street but only because I have been told not to! It is a strange thing. There are absolutely no expats walking around here.

7) You can get most things - there is even a branch of MAC (make-up) and Mango (fashion) here in Palms Mall. However, it does seem that fresh vegetables are difficult... hence there was an amazing supply of vitamins "with greens" in the pharmacy to make up the all-important five a day. This is the most difficult thing for me to come to terms with!!! I love my fresh vegetables.

8) I find the people very friendly but then I am living in an expat bubble that is life at Four Points Sheraton... Maybe I will feel different when I am really living here. I shall not be negative though - for now, I have found Nigerians perfectly friendly.

Restaurants/cafes i have tried because so far there seems little else to do here:

1) Art Cafe: Very nice and has an elevated open-air area where you can enjoy real Italian brewed coffee. They also do alcohol, cocktails, soft drinks, cakes and snacks. Nice ambiance.

Coffee at Art Cafe

2) Lagoon: Bar/restaurant down on the water across from Ikoyi. Nice setting because you can sit by the water and apparently they serve the most enormous cocktails if you dare to order one. I didn't! Enjoyed 2 beers, one mojito, one soda water, hummus pitta plate, 2 prawn skewers, 2 chicken tikka skewers, a salad and a mini pizza. The price was around 160.-USD.

View from Lagoon Bar/Restaurant
Lagoon Bar/Restaurant
3) Bungalow: I loved this place! Kind of relaxed pub atmosphere and the perfect place I see myself watching the football or formula one. Their TVs are on invertors so even if the power goes out, you don't miss the action. There menus are on tablets (think iPad or similar) which was rather cool! Ordered chicken avocado salad, burrito, nachos/guacamole, one beer and one soda water. Price was around 60.-USD.

4) Coral Blue Seafood Restaurant: Looks like a fast food joint when you arrive but actually the decor is quite nice. Very nautical. Climb the white stairs with rope banisters and turn left into the restaurant with panoramic windows. I had a mixed platter/combo of seafood with mussels, prawns and grilled fish. Salad was very fresh. Generally very impressed but for such a big restaurant, it was dead! Maybe we went too early on Sunday evening (around 6pm).
Inside Coral Blue Seafood Restaurant
Inside Coral Blue Seafood Restaurant

5) Cafe Nero: Small intimate coffee shop right next door to Bungalow. Found it on google and decided to give it a go. Enormous coffees (if you order the large) and well-priced. Their carrot cake was good and they seem to have free wifi. We called in randomly on a Saturday afternoon and there were a few people in. The sofas were comfortable. I liked it.

And that be that. One week in Lagos. My first impressions.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Run light like...

First and Only Marathon (Phuket)
Running. I think since my first Marathon attempt in Phuket in 2011, a lot of people I know associate
me with running. It still surprises me when somebody calls me a 'Runner' because I don't feel like one!

Since my last blog post in January, I managed to give up smoking (which not many people knew I did but when you are alone in a different country, this time Uganda, it's very easy to hide being a smoker to those friends and family you left behind in other parts of the World). Even better, I started running more regularly and more recently, trail running. Totally new to me and totally loving it.

Now, I know I should be blogging about my time in Uganda but the fact is I should have blogged Uganda while I was still there. I didn't.

So at this point, rather than turn over old soil, I'd rather just move on to the things I have been enjoying recently and carry on from there. It's been kind of a tough year and mainly through pressure I put on myself - thinking moving country is easier than it is, not acknowledging I was not the 'expat' I thought I was having lived ten years in Thailand etc. so it is no wonder I stopped running. It just seemed too stressful!

10km Race in Uganda
Really, why did I stop running?

I don't know. Some would say I didn't but I definitely did in my mind. Once I moved to Uganda (July 2014) I struggled to settle and didn't know how to run there. Could I run there? Was it safe?
Funnily enough, after 6 months in Uganda I realised I certainly could run there and while it is hilly as hell, that is a good thing for training. Plus training at altitude sets you up for any race at lower altitudes. I even did a 10km race there in November 2014.

The hills were not such a good thing for my knees! Another setback for my running was a trip to the Doctor to be told that the cartilage behind my knee cap is disintegrating due to my knee cap not tracking properly. There is no way to properly fix this except keep my glutes and quads balanced and strong. Easier said than done. He offered me a series of injections to strengthen the cartilage behind the knee cap and allow me to run longer distances but I turned him down saying this was not necessary because I was done with running more than 10km distances. Erm.........................

Towards the end of my stay in Uganda, I had started to run again. I can't say I was enjoying it. However I did start some early morning Crossfit (think Military-Style bootcamp classes) and that really helped me get pumped for my running.

My face says it all!
For the running, it was more a case of  I felt I should be running because my colleagues and I had signed up to the Mallorca Ironman 70.3 relay again and I was doing the 21.1km run section! I did it. Somehow. 9th May 2015. It was a blistering hot day, I pulled my calf on the 4th kilometre and honestly, I didn't really enjoy it. It pained me and I burst into tears on the finish line. I had given it my all but in doing that, I had also completely over-exerted myself. Worse, while the conditions were tougher than the year before, I was disappointed to be slower than ever (or so it seemed).

What did I do? I made a promise to put the situation right. I must do a half marathon race in cooler climes (e.g. UK or Germany) before the summer is out. Train, give it my all and get a personal best (PB). But then I discovered something better than getting a PB on long, flat road races... TRAIL RUNNING!

Strangely, this all came about with a visit to UK. I was asked by my best friend while enjoying a pint in her local - "with your injuries, I didn't want to put pressure on you before you got here, but do you fancy a 5km race tomorrow at Cheddar Gorge"? I was already saying "yes" but then she told me the race was part of a challenge: 5km, 10km and half marathon in May, June & August respectively and wait for it... with interlocking medals! From this point, my "yes" could not mean only 5km - I needed the full set of medals and I wanted to do this together with my best friend.
Finally - a running partner for some races, some UK races and what I didn't know then, a new passion for running wildly in the countryside aka Trail Running.

And here it is, my passion for running returned thanks to my friend Lindsay and Relish Running Races - Cheddar Gorge Challenge. I can tell you now, it is not for the weak!

So far we did the 5km race on 24th May. Kept the running juices flowing with a 14th June Brazil Run race in Munich and then did the 10km race back on the Gorge on 28th June.
5km and ecstatically happy!

10km and just as happy!

The Brazil Run in between

As for whether I will try for that PB on a 'normal' half marathon in Germany or UK... only time will tell. First, the final medal in the collection needs to be earned at Cheddar Gorge on August 16th!!

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Wedding in the Winelands

Photo: Monica Dart Photography
Everyone said my wedding was the best wedding they had ever been to

I will never forget these words spoken by my mother while I was busy trying to plan mine. To any mothers out there, please take note, these are not words of support or encouragement for your about-to-marry daughter. I was left unsure of whether to congratulate my mother on her obvious success in wedding planning or whether to answer her with the truth... I mean, what guest is going to turn to the bride on her wedding day and say, "That was a crap wedding"!?

Fact is, your wedding day is about you (the bride) and your man (the groom). Never EVER forget that. You make it what you want and stay relaxed because the day you say "I do" to the man you want to spend the rest of your life with, will be the most special of days and it should be about the two of you, not about making everybody else in your life happy.

Actually, for reasons I'd rather not go into, my mother did not come. Neither did my siblings. Neither did one of my oldest and closest friends. All this did was make me especially thankful to those loved ones that did make the occasion and well, the day was beautiful!

12th March 2014: Alex & I flew to Cape Town. Alex had arranged the most spectacular apartment for us to spend. Check out the Residences Cape Town. We were in the 3-bedroom Penthouse ready for guests to arrive the next day. Check it out...

Photo: Residences Cape Town

13th March 2014: My good friend Lindsay, her husband and her mum all arrived while I got to meet our lovely photographer, Monica Dart for the first time. I knew from the work on her website that I had already made the right decision but meeting her, sharing our story with her and talking about our soon-to-be wedding day was awesome. After she had left I felt totally relaxed and confident that things would be just fine!

Now there is a seafood platter!
Shortly after this I met the man who was going to marry us, our Minister. Marius Brand is a very calm individual originally from Zimbabwe, now living in South Africa. The Zimbabwean link was particularly apt given that Alex had been living in Zimbabwe for 4 years and still refers to it as the one place he can always happily settle to live.

It soon became apparent that I needed some more paperwork if this marriage was ever going to be legal! A trip to the British embassy was arranged for the next day and so we headed to Cape Town for a big plate of seafood at Sevruga

14th March 2014: Not without drama. I went to the British embassy where they told me there was nothing they could do for me! Fantastic... what now? Due to get married the next day and the whole thing was looking to be just an expensive ceremony with no actual legal marriage!! So, I dashed to Protea Hotel to pick up my Dad & his girlfriend then I dashed back to Alex (who had prepared my affidavit for notarising), then I dashed across to the post office in Century City and thankfully I met with the nicest post office manager in the world! I explained my situation and she was so happy for me getting married the next day that she notarised the affidavit, wished me the best of days and never charged me a thing. She was lovely.

Now... time to go get married. 2 cars full of people and luggage, and onward to Franschhoek! We received a warm welcome from Marie-Louise and all the Staff at La Petite Dauphine. This place is magical and no words will ever be able to thank Marie-Louise enough in everything she did for us, planning our day without either of us there to help. She did fantastic! I highly recommend her for Wedding planning!!

The boys went off on a wine tour while we girls went for a bit of pampering at Camelot Spa. After being (more than) a little bit wound up and nervous this was the best idea yet. I soaked in a salt bath. 15 mins in the bath is equivalent to 4 hours sleep. Genius! Then I had my nails done beautifully before emerging to find Lindsay and her Mum had prepared a champagne lunch surprise. Totally relaxed. And then this...
Hahahaha! That's right - I had been lacking a hen do but I could rely on my AWESOME Maid of Honour to save the day. She kitted me out in an "I LOVE PHUKET" tshirt (wonder why!) and a pink wig (no comment) and we had an evening of laughs. The boys even joined us after their day of wine-tasting. You can imagine the state they were in!

15th March 2014: There were a few sore heads but it was time for the big day. At this point, Monica Dart's photos capture the day better than any of my words....
Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography
Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography
 All photos fantastically taken by MONICA DART
Photo: Monica Dart Photography
It never stopped. After the ceremony there were more photos, more champagne, more nibbles and then we took ourselves under the Old Oak Tree for an evening with wonderful food, more drink, and some hilarious speeches!
Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography

Photo: Monica Dart Photography
Special thanks to all those lovely people who did join us on 15th March 2014. You made our day all the more beautiful. Thank you.
Location: La Petite Dauphine, Franschhoek, South Africa
Flowers & Ceremony Arrangements: (to be added)