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It is said the new Opera House in Oslo was a subject of much controversy during its planning and building stages. There were many who believed that the huge costs that came with building this architecturally indulgent structure were too great. Once it was complete however, everyone stopped and said “Ooooh.”
Today we went to see this floating-on-the-water wonder and all we could say too was “Oooh.” Here are some pictures. What do you say?
Written by fungaijames on July 23rd, 2009 with no comments.
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They say the train ride between Bergen and Oslo is one of the most scenic in the world. The first time I went on this ride, in 2007, it was in winter so all I saw was frozen lakes, lots of snow and perhaps a glacier or two.
Then on Tuesday I took the ride again and there it was, the scenic of scenics. From rolling green hills to ice capped mountains- and water- lots of water every where. Yes, I agree with the guide books, this is a truly beautiful train journey.
There is a place called Finse along the journey. It is 1222 metres above sea level. In winter it’s a popular skiing destination. In summer- as in now- you can rent bicycles and cycle to Flåm, 80 km away, which is 2 meters above sea level! It is a two beautiful downhill ride- and yes you leave the bicycles at Flåm (the train brings them back up).
Written by fungaijames on July 22nd, 2009 with no comments.
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I got into SA without a VISA. I so did! Just like that. It’s like a freedom that I ought not to be excited about- like the freedom to breathe and go to the toilet and eat the burger that I have just eaten so that I can exercise the former freedom- but I celebrate anyway because it it’s like lung that has been inflated to enable air to become breath, a mouth that has been unplugged to allow me to eat, an orifice in my nether regions that has burst open so that I can make room for more…
Written by fungaijames on May 6th, 2009 with no comments.
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The man next to me has not finished his lunch. I am thinking what a waste. I am still hungry. The woman next to him has not done much justice to her food either. Agony. I look away and take in the awesome palatial masses of white vapour around me. They rise majestically out of nothing into each other and go on and on and on- Deathly still as if plotting silently, the thunderstorm of the century. (more…)
Written by fungaijames on May 6th, 2009 with no comments.
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And while all the hustle and bustle of South Africa was happening around us, wherever we went we met some Zimbos and wherever we met them, they were shopping inordinately.
Where South Africans were buying one pair of jeans in Jet and Edgars, the Zimbo in the queue had five.
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Written by fungaijames on August 14th, 2008 with no comments.
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^ A Biker at Boogaloos Park, Pretoria, does a boogie in the sky. (more…)
Written by fungaijames on August 13th, 2008 with no comments.
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Menlyn Mall had me dropping my jaw to the floor. Shops upon shops upon shops upon more shops- and all this upon shops. (more…)
Written by fungaijames on August 12th, 2008 with no comments.
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I suppose wherever you go in the world there will be young people flexing to hip hop beats and giving their own energetic interpretations of Beyoncé, Chris Brown and Usher dance moves.
^ A young dancer does her thing at the Menlyn Arena, Pretoria (more…)
Written by fungaijames on August 11th, 2008 with no comments.
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Pretoria took my breath away. It is such a pretty place. It’s not an imposing metropolis like its neighbour Johannesburg and yet it tells a story just as powerful, just as intriguing- in it’s rolling streets and endless restaurants, in it’s hugeoungous shopping malls and its busy down town stalls.
^ Pictured at Muckleneuk Park in Pretoria. Can someone tell me if this is a crane or a stork? (more…)
Written by fungaijames on August 9th, 2008 with no comments.
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A friend of mine had a wedding in Nyanga on Friday last. Now, one of the first things I thought when I heard that the wedding would be in Nyanga was hey that’s a great way to limit the numbers. Have the wedding far away from Harare (Over 270 kilometres away!) and only those who really love you (close relatives & friends), those who feel obliged to be there (other close relatives and friends) and those who you pay to be there (photographers, decorators, planners, etc) will come. (more…)
Written by fungaijames on April 23rd, 2008 with no comments.
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