Velvet Sky flying to Polokwane …soon
Fly between Polokwane and Jo’burg from R799 Fly between Jo’burg and Durban from R249 Fly between Jo’burg and Cape Town from R449 If you asked us to match an airfare…. We would have to raise ours Don’t forget to book at Velvet...
Represent BigUps: KayaKweru in Ponto D’Ouro
BigUps to Clive and his team at KayaKweru in the village of Ponta D’Ouro in southern Mozambique for their wonderful hospitality. Some of you will remember the competition we held earlier this year – the prize was a 5 days of bliss holiday at the Kaya Kweru resort for two Represent subscribers. According to our winners, it was a great break from Jozi and a must-do for some peace of mind (remember to subscribe to Represent to enter future fabulara competitions). Unfortunately Editorista could not make it, but her chommies Ips and Eug accompanied the winners and took great care of them. Sharpile dudes for your love and support! Click here to see all the photo’s of Ponta, KayaKweru and our winners having a blast. How about your next holiday at KayaKweru http://www.kaya-kweru.com/ in Mozi? Here’s the story from Ips that may just convince you: Bongani has won a competition on http://represent.co.za/ and his prize is a trip to Ponta D’Ouro, Mozambique with a partner. We, Eugene and I (Ipuseng), are the lucky buggers that get to take them there. We had concerns when we were told the names of our co-travellers. Bongani was taking Jabu with him, so naturally the image that comes to mind is two Jozi chaps, with hormones in tow, a free trip to Moz and the scary notion of showing this place a thing or two. This, in our minds, would entail stalking the local female species, overindulgence in alcohol, and the inevitable lateness for every activity lined up. We were pleasantly surprised to find that Bongani was taking his girlfriend Jabulile. They turn out to be a really cool young couple that care about little else but each other…phew, relief! Most are accustomed to getting to Moz via the Komatipoort border. We were going to the Southern most part and to get there you essentially follow the N2 and N17, passing towns like Trichard, Ermelo, Piet Retief, Pongola. I mean who do you know that has been to these places? Perhaps one’s eyes as the weather report flashes past after the news. It’s a beautiful drive though, nature showing off at every opportunity. The toll gates you pass through are two in total and the damage is a laughable ten rand. A pleasant change when you imagine the R200 you pay in toll money to get to and from Durban. You must be warned though that those snoozy towns also breed a particular kind of over-eager driver every so often. We were bullied by a Baba Sibanibani, in his ‘been to hell and back on these wheels and I’m not tired yet’ nineteen ancient white Cressida. He overtakes when...
BIG Competition: Win a Trip to Mozi! HURRY!
ONE WEEK TO GO – GET YOUR ENTRIES IN! Represent in association with Kaya Kweru is taking a lucky Represent subscriber and their partner on a holiday because we know you’ll love us better… (Love that song!). The destination: Mozambique, specifically: Ponta D’ Ouro, famous for its coral reefs and white sand beaches, you and your significant other could find yourselves on a late Valentines paradise holiday or …. you and a friend can take this opportunity to reminisce on the December holiday! So if you’re in for a breathtaking experience then click here to subscribe and enter. If you are a subscriber already, please do us a favour and fill in the entire form, we would like to have your updated details! REMEMBER – Represent competitions for Subscribers only. Check out KayaKweru...
Busy, buzzing Accra is the place to party!
Ghana is not always on the top of the list of African counties to visit, but more often these days I’m hearing really cool stuff about it. Lerato grooved her way into Accra (the capital city of Ghana) this past holiday and ladies the results on the status of the men in Ghana have been confirmed… so extra, extra, read all about it and eat your hearts out! Before visiting Accra, the thing I wanted to discover the most about the country was what made Rita Marley, the widow of reggae legend Bob Marley, and her family move to Ghana when she could have picked Jamaica or the US where she owns properties? But after spending only four days in Accra, I wonder how anyone could have a piece of the city and want to leave it behind. Now I see that my friends were spot-on. When they heard I was heading for the Ghanaian capital they all responded with a resounding, “Yoho! The men there are hot!” I wish they had not been reserved with the truth. Like most West African men, Ghanaian men are breathtakingly handsome and polite. Life’s good in Accra. By day, the city is a fast-paced haven for entrepreneurs. Even when driving far out of the city to the villages, there are few places where shops and stalls have not been set up. And, be warned, sellers will get the last dollar out of your pocket. My experience of the capital of Kofi Annan’s motherland by night was one of a city that never sleeps. I was in Accra to attend the Catwalk the World fashion show, a fundraising event organised by the United Nations World Food Programme. With the formalities of the trip over on my first night, I let loose, partying and shopping up a storm. My first stop on the city’s party scene was Boomerang nightclub. The parking lot accommodated all sorts of flashy cars. Their owners, no doubt, the sort of people who bling all the way to the bank. Hennessy cognac, Moët & Chandon champagne and Johnnie Walker whisky adorned the bar. And just in case you thought Boomerang was just like any other nightclub, the VIP lounge had a pole in the middle of the dance floor and everyone was welcome to bring it on, which one does in a city of friendly people. For the less racy explorer, which I am by day, Accra’s markets are worth visiting. Every corner is filled with street hawkers and shops. The people are smooth talking and adept at bargaining. Everyone sells something they convince you is a necessity – Lucky...
“New York, New York!”
I fell for New York from all the movies that I’ve seen, so I was soooooo jealous when Thapelo said he was going for the December break. I mean I’m still waiting for my I Love N.Y t-shirt, but hey it’s cool, no hard feelings ges! Thanks for Representing! See his NY photo’s here on our Flickr community. After saying goodbye to the family I was off to New York for the first time ever, all on my own! As daunting as it sounded I was excited and anticipating a great trip, so dollars in hand I began my journey to The Big Apple. First stop was a little town called Yonkers, where I rested after my thirteen hour flight- I stayed in a place called Tuckahoe Motel, where I had a view of yellow busses lined up outside my window and strange houses that looked like those doll houses for little girls. Big City Life! After getting rested I was ready to brave the big city- New York, finally! A trip to the heart of the city Manhattan, really felt like a scene from a movie, one minute I was walking down an ordinary looking street and the next I was slap bang in the middle of Times Square filled with billboards and lights and what seemed like millions and millions of people; I thought Johannesburg was fast – paced, but this was something else- a huge concrete jungle with people walking briskly with their ears plugged out of the rest of the world by iPods and other gadgets. When I packed a couple of sweaters thinking they would be sufficient for the cold New York weather I was clearly delirious because it was freezing cold, so one of my first purchases was one of those huge warm winter jackets. Next I did the tourist thing and got onto one of those double deck sightseeing buses which was conducted by an old woman who wore big glasses and was so cheerful she made it seem like a summer day in Durban- okay, but that still didn’t help because I was still freezing my ass off. What did help though, was the nips that me and a guy who was sitting next to me managed to get our hands on, one Hennessy, for me and a Jim Bean for him, let’s just say I felt…warmer! (Funny thing though, is how Hennessy is made to be such a big deal, but it comes in nip bottles!) Next was Harlem, the ghetto! We drove into Malcolm X Boulevard which has cultural and historical sites along the length of the Boulevard. I suddenly...
We will be back!
