Today I find myself sifting through old photos and feeling indescribably thankful for the experiences I’ve been afforded. Around this time four years ago, I was ecstatic having found out I was accepted to study with my dream study abroad program in South Africa. It seems insufficient to say the few months spent there “changed everything”, so I will let a few of my favorite photos from my archives do the talking. South Africa stole my heart.
A salute to the “uMkhonto weSizwe” (MK) armed struggle that fought Apartheid.
A mama observes a local football match in Kayalitsha Township.
I felt little eyes on me. Kayalitsha Township, Cape Town.
A fellow students host Tata dressed in his finest Xhosa dress for a celebration. Cape Town.
Lessons on how to start a proper fire at Kwa Ttu reservation outside of Cape Town.
A man attends mosque in Bo Kaap.
The faces of my sweet little “Bhutis” and “Sisis”, forever ingrained in my mind. Tshabo, South Africa.
Off to Madrasa. Bo Kaap.
Host brother Riyaan, in contemplation. Bo Kaap.
Little fingers. Tshabo, Eastern Cape.
Mama. Tshabo, Eastern Cape.
Heaven on earth: Sunday market at Old Biscuit Mill. Cape Town.
A view that could break your heart. Camps Bay, Cape Town.
Camps Bay, Cape Town.
The celebration of Eid. Cape Town.
Granny on Eid. Cape Town.
Qhayiya. Tshabo, Eastern Cape.
The slaughter house. Cape Town.
Tshabo, Eastern Cape.
Bafana Bafana fans at a friendly match between USA and South Africa. Cape Town.
Sizwe. Tshabo, Eastern Cape.
The walk home. Tshabo, Eastern Cape.
Mama and crew. Tshabo, Eastern Cape.
The magic hour, in the magic apartment. Camps Bay, Cape Town.
Celebration for the environment. Kayalitsha Township, Cape Town.
A family enjoys an outdoor concert held in Kirstenbosch Gardens. Cape Town.
Lions Head, as seen from Camps Bay.
Exploring the vineyards of Stellenbosch.
A shepherd carries the baby goats who are too young to walk. Cape Town.