“No, we are definitely leaving our luggage at the hotel.”
That was our final decision when we imagined the 15 hour journey ahead of us. We packed overnight bags with barely enough clothing to sustain the sweat we would release during our shoot days in Grahamstown.
The journey was as uncomfortable as you would imagine a 15 hour ride in a Kia Picanto 5-seater.
We had a stop in Knysna which gave the crew a moment of gratitude. We made it halfway, safely, and the view in that moment was also something to be grateful for. I was grateful for the artificial blue of the waters that was gifted by the the sky that kisses it at the horizon.
I was grateful for our ability to be a part of that, whether its through floatation or submersion, so we can explore just where that horizon is, in case we can discover the point where these lips meet and rediscover love.
When we arrived in Grahamstown, we first stopped at Twiggy’s aunt’s hospitable home home, where she had a large meal prepared for us. She did not disappoint.
Once we were well fed, we reassembled in the 5-seater to undergo our journey to Port Alfred, where we would be staying. After an hour, we arrive at our guest house hosted by ….