“Must knows” for holidaying in Hong Kong. 

I had the privilege of going on vacation to Hong Kong. What an absolutely magnificent holiday it was.

I have given you a few key points that you should take into account if you are planning a trip to the busy city of Hong Kong.

  1. Keep to the left on the escalator – pass on the right.
  2. The subway is amazing! Use it, affordable and idiot-proof.
  3. People wear medical masks – it’s not you, it’s them. I believe it is because of the extreme humidity, and that can easily make one ill. Or paranoia – you decide.
  4. Hong Kong is insanely expensive. Not just for South Africans and our awful currency. But for everyone.  
  5. Disney Land is a must – but get there early as it fills up very quickly. I started my rides at the very back and worked my way forward – this way I missed out on major queueing in the beginning. 
  6. So, the locals are totally happy to help – but they ain’t gonna invite you home for a Braai – different culture (man I love South Africans) 
  7. Funky odours. Just when you feel like you are breathing fresher air, smack, bam, boom and it hits you like a truck in traffic and you are unable to move. 
  8. Ferry’s are available from Central *
  9. The locals do not speak Mandarin, however, I am sure the majority do understand or mix their languages together. The official language is known as Cantonese.
  10. Sneakers, sneakers, sneakers. No matter what you are wearing from the ankles up – you will notice that below, ordinary sneakers are being worn. Whether dressed to the tee or just in your sweats, thisis totally the norm and you will realize very quickly why. 
  11. Eat where the locals eat to save buck or five.
  12. Do not buy without bargaining. The locals will easily to rip you a new bumhole if you don’t, and they really are willing to negotiate; of course only after you walk away and showing no interest.
  13. Alcohol is super expensive, so deffo’s do pre-drinks when planning to paint the townred.


This is definitely a the tick off the bucket-list holiday, but I wouldn’t recommend more than 4 or 5 days in the city.


Also, if you have the time – catch a ferry to Macau. Even if just for the day. The hotels are exquisite and Macau puts Las Vegas to shame.


Laters, babe x

A Daily Act

She started her day with courage.

A fighting spirit and the will to go on.

But she started losing all hope.

It was getting harder for her to wake.

Even though she wasn’t sleeping.

The rings were getting darker.

And there was physical ache from within.

But she hid it so well, that no one noticed. 

How could they, if she was always wearing a smile?

Always laughing, always giving, helping and caring.

For everyone but herself. Everyone, but no one.

She was scared to ask for directions even though she was lost.

I think she was afraid to reach out to anyone.

What if they didn’t catch her?

What if they left her to fall.

Understandably, she would rather not know.

I guess it would be too real then.

But maybe she was just too proud?

Or ashamed to be seen as weak.

So, she kept quiet and kept lying to the world.

She kept smiling and she kept up that act.

You see, tomorrow will come again, and she will get up.

She will wipe her tears and apply her make up, beautifully.

Selling a part of her soul, just to keep up the facade. 

I fear that her breaking point is coming.

And I am certain that I can already feel it. 


The circle has rotated as a circle does, and the inevitable has happened once again. December has arrived. Cheese and Rice – has this year gone quickly or no?

The difference is, is that this December I am not flocking to Cape Town with the Vaalies. I am spreading my wings slightly wider and migrating to the Kong of Hong. Or whatever you want to call it. 

As luck would have it, well at least my luck, I fly to Bali for a week after Hong Kong. Exciting, yes? Now I must tell you all that the actual Queen of Mother Nature resides in Jungutan, Bali. Some call her a blessing and others a curse – I am yet to decide. You see, Bali is an island, home to Mount Agung. A beautiful and active volcano that hasn’t erupted in more than 50 years, well until now. She decided to erupt 2 weeks before my flight and then to top it off she thought she would show off and erupt again. Ha, what a brat!

Possessing the complete temperaments of a woman, we should be immensely frightened of her but this all seems a tad exciting to me –it’s possible that the adrenaline has come into play. There is, however, one tiny, little problem and that is that some airlines have band flights in and out of Bali and others have limited their flight schedules.

This may or may not affect my flight there, but I will only know once I am in Hong Kong. The adrenaline is real in this crib and I can tell you that the travel insurers must be pooping in their pants daily.

I plan to blog every few days while traveling and keeping ya’ll updated on some of the most fascinating and beautiful places on the planet. I repeat, I PLAN to write. But, only time will tell.

Until then, PLEASE be cautious, stay vigilant and be safe during the holidays. It is peak season and there are plenty chancers out there. Trust me, I am talking from experience.

Also, remember, don’t drink and drive! Wait, there is this app I would actually love you to try using called Cabbi  (a proudly South African version of Uber/Taxify). #supportlocal #Download Cabbi

Later Alligator x

Don’t say I never warned you.

Dear men,

Here is a short list of what to NEVER, EVER say to a woman. Or me.

Don’t say I never warned you!

  1. Is it that time of the month?           Excuse me??? Breathe Kimberley, Breath!
  2. You are still hungry?                      No, I full after eating my 3 FRIEKEN peanuts!
  3. You are not fat, you are broad.       Broad? Ha I will show you broad.
  4. Just calm down.                            I AM CALM!
  5. You are completely overreacting.    Don’t tell me I am overreacting. I am just FINE!
  6. It’s up to you.                               For once can you just be less indecisive? I don’t feel like thinking today.
  7. Woman don’t know how to drive.    Yes, because you driving 140km/p/h is completely safe.Any racist comments
  8. You are pretty strong for a girl.      I will not tolerate – ever!
  9. Johnny Drama back to visit?          He never left!
  10. Saying nothing at all.                    Unless you want me to go full pshyco!


You can thank me later


Hash Tag

Social media has become an entity that has consumed us all #instadaily #likeforlike #OMG #hashtag


Whilst listening to my commercial garbage playing on the speaker and sitting on my couch with my #duckface – I write to all you digital slappers!


Did you know that you can Google “ how to get more followers” I mean SERIOUSLY??? Is that not literally begging for stalkers that you don’t even know? Ha! #YOLO – Or is this the end-goal in life nowadays? Mines bigger than yours (on social media of course)! Friends, I have more than 3000 people following me on Instagram. Isn’t that #Instacool? They like totally love me. #Winning #Onfleek


I keep getting distracted with the point of this post to you all, wait, I’ll BRB – Let me quickly take a #Selfie! Ah, but that camera though! Just love the filters; I can totally hide behind my freckles and spots. #blessed #nomakeupselfie #Iwokeuplikethis


Good people, am I at least starting to sound completely pathetic AF? If no then I guess you can cash me outside. If yes, then I’ll stop it. I’ll just stop it right here because bae don’t like when I talk like this.


ENOUGH – I am an educated human being and I vow to show my intelligence whilst posting anything on the Internet. I will no longer be lured into the world of the uneducated and write as though I do not come from this universe. I vow to never use Acronyms or Social Media slang. It is pretentious and shows insecurities.




Okay, that was the last one – I had to. #guilty



Proud mommy for the win.

The busy excuse would have been the total truth when it came to teaching Kristen how to ride her new bike minus the training wheels. I have put it off for 8 days now and considering we moved house two weeks ago and I have a full-time job and just finished with her party planning as well as the actual party I could have totally owned the excuse. 

But, I put my big girl panties on this afternoon and decided to bite the bullet. Now, you see, most parents are totally capable of teaching their kids to ride. I guess you could even call it fun. However, with me, unfortunately, this is one of those tasks that involve patience and a whole lot of it. This particular character trait, I lack in a way like no other. 

The feeling that I have right now while I type this, is pride. She did it,  and she did it properly.  Even without my help towards the end. I didn’t need patience, I just needed the “desire” to do this with her and that was more than enough – and I really did want to be the one to teach her to ride her bike for the first time. 

Call it silly or whatever, but maybe there is hope, maybe I can learn this skill they call patience – let’s pray I do. For my sake and everyone else’s. 

Penny Water

I haven’t written in a while and truthfully there should be no excuse for it. 

On average it takes 15 minutes to write an article and even though my life seems to be upside down and totally crazy, 15 minutes of calm would do a world of good.

I have been bruising very easily lately, my hand barely touches something and I almost instantly turn blue. So, while I was at the doctor yesterday for my usual, I asked him for something to take for my semi-new problem I have been facing. 

I have tried iron tablets and I have a pretty balanced diet but it doesn’t seem to be up to scratch. The Doctor gave me a couple of ‘liquid’ sachets to test and when asked to describe the taste he assured me that it wasn’t terrible but he could imagine that if you licked a penny it would taste something like that. He called it ‘penny water’.

I was beyond horrified by the taste that I felt compelled to email him my thoughts. My review of his “penny water” is below:

“ Thanks, Doctor. 

Just by the way –  your ‘penny water’ was undoubtedly one of the vilest substances I have ever attempted swallowing.  You are absolutely welcome to take your free samples back as they will just go to waste in my possession. And, when presenting your patients with this ‘value add’, I would highly recommend referring to the liquid as a rather vulgar broth that has leaped far past its expiration date and could possibly cause heartbreaking offense to one’s taste buds.  

This way your patients can manage their expectations when testing the product. “

He agreed with me and ensured me that the only reason he was giving me these samples, was to get rid of them, quickly.

Thank you, Doctor, again. 

So, my question to you is, does anybody else suffer from anemia and what can I do to try and prevent these awful marks appearing all over my body at the touch of a feather?


When does one have time to mourn the loss of a family member? I mean the general person works Monday through Friday, (at least) has a few kids, furkids and a household to run. How do you take the time out of your schedule to just sit and think and cry?


My beloved Granny died on the 7th of September. Jeepers, that is more than two months ago and I have tried so hard not to even think about it. I know what I am doing is wrong, subconsciously. I just don’t know if I have the emotional capacity to deal, to hurt and to mourn. I don’t think I am ready for it at this stage.


So my question to you is simple– when is one ready to mourn? and when will I realize that she is never coming back?


Then I ask (as I am sure most do), why was she taken in such a devastating way? Why did she get sick? Why do we never get the chance to say goodbye? Just goodbye, that’s all – well, maybe one more hug too. Will these questions ever be answered?


Losing a loved one is flipping difficult and I don’t think anyone can say anything that can help or make it feel better. They do however say that time heals everything and when I am ready to be healed, I will let you know if “time” really did help me.

Chained up

Picture a thick chain tightly braided around your entire body. It fills the creases and the gaps and then it stiffens allowing you just one inconsequential breath at a time. You gasp for air but your lungs are only able to hold enough air to give you the next second. It has become about staying alive, by fighting with your entirety, grappling with everything you have left to allow for the next moment. It’s about thinking ahead, but only for three seconds at a time. The cycle continues, breath by breath, second by second. This is how I would describe life.


When we are lucky, he allows us the smallest bit of freedom. The chains loosen, ever so slightly for an untold time. In the beginning, when this started happening, this became the highlight of life, causing great excitement. The feeling of almost escaping came with bliss, joy, and relief. But as they say “what goes up must eventually come down”. As I have grown to recognize the pattern, I have dreaded the limp chain. You see I personally prefer the consistency. The unknown frightens the life out of me. My heart literally aches while I wait for the bruises to return from the sudden jerk that the chain tightening results in. With that said, I always know what’s coming.


I recently read a quote that stuck out to me. In one sentence, I no longer felt alone. Even if only one person got me, I was no longer by myself. I will finish with the quote and maybe it will be able to resonate with you and you will know that you too are not alone.


“ Just because it is all in your head doesn’t make it any less real.”


My little Ferrari

Would there not be something wrong if I wasn’t slightly biased?

I mean, the creature did come from my womb. It is my duty to protect and defend.

When another person tells me that my child has learning disabilities, of course, my guard goes sky high immediately and I jump up and down in her defense. But, lately, my jumping has begun to drop lower and lower and gradually moved to a standing position which includes nodding at various points in the conversation ( in this particular case, obvi ). The realization has hit and the only way I can help her to improve is to notice the *problem* and work on it, with her. 

You see, I have been subconsciously avoiding the obvious for so long – and hiding from the so-called truth. And for what reason? Because society tells us we need to be good in every subject and achieve 80% or higher. Or we will fail as human beings. And yes, of course, every parent wants the best for their children. But, is this really what is best for your child? Yes, good grades help, but not when you are drowning in your school work at seven years old and struggling to concentrate for more than thirty seconds. My biggest fear right now is that she is growing despondent at a fast rate. 

Let’s face it Kristen is probably not going to be a mathematician or a scientist and that’s okay. It really is.  However, at this point, the teachers aren’t quite getting it and this proves to be incredibly frustrating and completely draining at times. I mean, I don’t even get it at the best of times. But we persevere, hour by hour.

Last month, after receiving Kristen’s report I knew I could no longer fight the growing snow ball. It was now time to roll with it and I needed a professionals opinion so that we could make some changes and more than anything, I could learn how to deal with and understand my daughter – let me tell you, this has been a bumpy road – but the truth is, no one is at fault. 

The Doctor came back with the results I could have given you four years ago. She was diagnosed A.D.D. Big whip right? Every kid on the block is A.D.D or A.D.H.D nowadays. 

But, Kristen really is struggling daily. I can pick it up from a mile away, especially being a part of this statistic too. Concentration is almost non-existent which makes learning and functioning difficult for her. Even more so because she is a bright child. I can just imagine how frustrating it must be for her brain to receive information but not quite connect the dots. And, unfortunately, if I don’t do anything about this soon, she is going to struggle in her fundamental years as a child as well as throughout her schooling career and so forth. 

The recommendations from the Doctor was to look at medication, eye testing, speech therapy and/or possibly a remedial school as well as keeping her back a year. To say my current emotional state is stretched to capacity would be a complete understatement. The stress levels have sky rocketed and this journey has been an emotional rollercoaster but I have decided to take it all one step at a time. Phase one – results – phase two – results etc. At this point, that is all I can manage. And, I think that’s okay too.

I watched a video recently on how A.D.H.D should be explained to children – this totally inspired me. The Doctor explained that A.D.H.D is the most wonderful thing to have. You have a Ferrari in your brain, a fast and gorgeous Ferrari and this means that you can be a champion! How fantastic is that? I mean, who wouldn’t want a Ferrari for brains? The only problem is, is that the brakes you happen to have are for bicycle and this means slowing down can be a little problematic. You can’t slow down when you need to or stop when you need to, but if you work on it, you can learn how to use your brakes and strengthen them. Which in turn will make the outcome absolutely brilliant!

And let me tell you, Kristen is brilliant, in her own way. She really is. Her art work is on top form. She is fantastic at drama and dancing. I can stand and stare at my daughter in awe, watching her dance across the room with elegance and pride. Her confidence is so high she has the biggest heart. Kristen is a good person with good values and at the end of the day, isn’t that what we want for our children? I somehow learn from her every single day and this in itself makes it all worth it. 

What I am trying to say is, through the ups and downs, I am going to hold her little hand throughout this journey and we are going to make her the best bloody creative the world has ever seen. Because if the world didn’t have any Kristen’s, it would be a morbidly dull place.