If the world worked on a barter system, how would you fare? Would you have services to barter? Would you be successful, or would you struggle?
We had somewhat of a “dop-stelsel” at work last week with the IT guy next door. The “dop-stelsel” refers to a, less than popular, system used during the Apartheid years, whereby workers (on wine farms and such) were paid with drink instead of receiving wages. As mentioned last week, we had some major IT fails and I was the one to sort it out. By the time I reached the end of my tether, I went to the IT-guy next door and asked for advice, which he gladly gave. We, in turn, paid him with a bottle of good Cabernet. The next day, my IT woes continued and Mr IT Guy Next Door was paid with a bottle of really good Shiraz. See, dop-stelsel works, from time to time!
If, however, I had to barter for a living, I’m afraid I wouldn’t get very far. I’m way too giving and negotiations have never been my strong point. What skills could I offer? I suppose I could write, but I think my biggest one would be listening and giving advice. My poster would look something like this:
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Are you as comfortable in front of a camera as behind one? Being written about, as well as writing?
I’m definitely, without a shadow of a doubt, a behind the scenes kind of girl. I lost the ability to be photogenic somewhere around my 13th birthday and I simply don’t make for good pictures. On the other hand, I love taking pictures. I got that from my mom and my next big goal is to get myself a (reasonably) decent camera again. For now the Berry will have to do.
As far as being written about, I’m not sure. No one has ever really written something about me, so I guess I will have to wait and see. I suppose it would not be a problem, as long as all the facts are correct. Facts are very important to me!
On Turning the Tables:
If you could live a nomadic life, would you? Where would you go? How would you decide? What would life be like without a “home base”?
I have always had a wandering soul and I’m pretty sure that I was born 20 years too late. Hippie-ness is definitely in my blood. Even though I love technology and don’t ever leave home without my Blackberry and / or laptop, I’ve never been really materialistic. I have no driving obsession to own a six bedroom home filled to the brim with the best furnishings and latest technology.
I would take up the opportunity to live a nomadic life at the first opportunity. As a matter of fact, I have only 8 years left until Luke is finished with school and we plan to do just that once he leaves home. Our plan is to buy a motor-home and just travel. There is no definitely plan for where we want to go or what we want to do. I’ve always found the idea of playing spin-the-bottle on a map very attractive. Our country and continent have so much to offer and I believe that it is about enjoying the journey, not the outcome.
For me, something like that would be a learning curve. Not only for us, but also for the people we would meet. I look at it as an opportunity to inspire, motivate and inform. One thing I would definitely love to do is to learn a traditional dance, eat a traditional meal and wear traditional clothing while living with each groups and tribes we cross paths with.
Jacques and I know a couple, deep in their 60’s they bought a motor-home and all they do is travel the country. The go from town to town and map their journeys out on a large format map. The highlighted lines crisscross across South Africa and their photos and diaries holds treasure upon treasure of interesting stories. They are happier than anyone I know and the absolute joy and peace in their souls shine through. They are a huge inspiration to us and I can’t wait to get there!
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This week’s Weekly Photo Challenge asks us to post a photo which brings a sense of nostalgia to us.
For some reason I have been thinking a lot about life and our mortality lately. When my mom posted this photo on Facebook, it brought such a sense of nostalgia, I just knew that it was the right one for this challenge. It’s a photo of me (on the left), my sister (who passed away in 2005 in the middle) and my brother (on the right) WAY back when. It brings back so many memories and I wish with all my heart we could once again sit down together for a meal or just to talk nonsense!