Out of Africa
As I sat in a bar way back at Cape Town, International, I had no choice but to watch cricket. It was on the only television I could watch 13 hours ago. Come to think of it, that’s been the...
Category: Africa
Reflections on Cape Town
If you haven’t been to Cape Town, get here. It’s a wonderful city even though “Call Me Maybe” is playing in the restaurant where I’m sitting now. Oh, wait. New song…”Truly, Madly, Deeply” by Savage Garden. Really? Well, at least...
The International Drill Down
This morning, I felt a bit like a guy that I saw at Kirstenbosch Gardens yesterday. He didn’t particularly want to be there so he was asking his friends, “What are we supposed to do here?” After a lengthy internal...
All Signs Point to Cape Point
This morning I was greeted again by Phillip — this guy is everywhere. He helped me piece together some of the foggy memories from yesterday’s wine tour. You see, when someone says they’re going on a “wine tour,” it’s really...
Napa has nothing on this?
What a surprise! This morning, Kurt the fax-master had something nice in store for me: A one-on-one tour of the wine country around Cape Town. Sunday is a slow day here. The driver was Phillip, from the Ukraine. He collected...
You Don’t Need a Cape in Cape Town. Only an Alarm Clock.
On checking into my hotel in Cape Town, South Africa, I had a message waiting. That’s always so exciting. It’s usually just a note letting me know that the materials for an upcoming sales training program have arrived. This time...
There is No Turkey over Africa
This year, I shared Thanksgiving lunch with 194 of my newest friends over Italy. Let’s just say KLM didn’t do Turkey, but they did do an unbelievable job with chicken. Before taking off, I switched to a window seat, which...
