It might be a bit extreme to move across the country for some new inspiration, but if you can why on earth pass that opportunity up. Getting out of ones comfort zone is a great way to challenge oneself and work on new kinds of creativity. So thats what I did, I packed my bags ( a mere 2 suitcases, a climbing pack and a mountain bike) and headed to the Mother City in my old skedonk Mazda 323. No real plans just complete trust in my friend Candice, who joined me for the drive along with most of her luggage. My little hatchback did pretty well considering id never driven it further than Howick before, id be in complete disbelief if we didn’t have any car troubles along the way. Just a minor issue of the ignition deciding to completely retire on me, so a push start in Senekal and a stop in… Ferreira or “Bloemfontein” with the engine still running perfectly and Candice holding the keys. Yikes! A temporary fix by our local hero the diesel mechanic, what a champ coming to fix my car. He really did try hard not to laugh too hard at us in our situation. He installed a ignition switch and promptly taught me how to hot wire my car so I could carry on to Cape Town, very politely mentioning should I break down not to call him.