the roof

On Sunday night, Dylan asked if he could come explore the roof of our building the next day in search of an epic sky-high photo of Joburg. Mart and I were already keen, so we heartily agreed!

To get to the roof, you have to take the elevator to the 16th floor and climb the flight of stairs in front of you. Then you make your way to the top of the laundromat - being careful to avoid the rusty ladders, the broken glass, the abandoned bottles of vodka and, of course, falling off a building.

Perils aside, once we were up there it was great! Dyl gave Mart a camera and some tips, and gave me an iPhone with an olloclip. Here is some of the fun I got up to while the boys took real photos:

welcome

Hi guys!

Welcome to my blog. Here are all the things I love about life, love, music, art, philosophy and Johannesburg. I hope this is a good start to a good place on the internet for myself.

Oh, and I used to add the suffix "-bear" to my boyfriend's name. My bestie Daniel used to make fun of it, and coined the term "Judybear".