Written Luv Letters

A summer spent drifting south — from concert halls in London to turquoise bays in Sardinia, stormy seas in Portofino, safari roads in Kruger and rugby pubs in Johannesburg. Somewhere between yachts, rainy mountains, girl-math bathroom queues and far too many flights, I found myself falling a little more in love with the souths of the world — and especially with one country I seem to keep finding my way back to.