June 01, 2012
My Cape Town, my home
Fazielah Williams has lived in and loved her Mother City since birth. Having lived all over the Peninsula during her childhood, she now calls the picturesque City Bowl home and likes nothing more than watching the sun set over Table Bay from the window of her apartment.
A lover of the arts and proud Cape Town fanatic, Fazielah began her writing career by spending many hours as a child conjuring fantastical stories that featured independent heroines from faraway lands who saved the Prince instead. This Capetonian princess has enjoyed stints as a magical arts PRO and TV publicist before finding her calling as a travel writer.
When not waxing lyrical about the Fairest Cape’s most loved attractions and activities and embarking on unexpected adventures, Fazielah can usually be found taking in a show at one of the City’s fabulous theatres.
Coming from Ireland, a country that exists in a perpetual state of winter, I spent much of my teenage years dreaming of far-off destinations where the sun shines for more than a few weeks a year.
This need for sunshine combined with Ireland’s poor economic state of the early 1990s – there wasn’t a sniff of a job to be had – meant it was only a matter of time before I packed my bags and hit the road to see what the world could offer a restless spirit such as mine.
It was my older sister’s decision to move to Cape Town in 1992 that sparked my curiosity in South Africa.
So after a few years travelling the United States, Southeast Asia and Australia, I eventually jumped on a flight to the Mother City to see what had captured my sibling’s imagination. (Little did I know at the time that a strapping South African man more than anything else had tickled her fancy.)
That decision in 1996 turned out to be a seminal moment in my life, as the experiences I gathered over the following six months, through the people I met and places I visited, significantly influenced my subsequent choices. When the chance to live and work as a journalist in South Africa arose 10 years later, I did not have to be asked twice where I wanted to be based. Although I worked for the first few years in Johannesburg, I hatched a cunning plan that eventually steered me to Cape Town.
It’s not just the obvious that makes Cape Town a desirable and worthwhile destination. The Cape Winelands, Table Mountain and the pristine white sandy beaches are just the picture-postcard parts of the city and its hinterland; the tip of the iceberg in terms of things to see and do.
Cape Town has so much more to offer than the obvious, all one needs is a sense of adventure and the means to explore its hidden treasures.
From culture and history to the stark beauty of its colliding oceans and the coastlines they crash against; from the Cape Peninsula’s stunning scenery and wildlife to its unique flora and fauna, the list goes on and on.
Although the land of my forefathers is a wonderful place, for the time being I have chosen to call Cape Town my home. And over the course of my series of blogs for Cape Town Tourism I hope to share with you many of the reasons why.