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Weylandts Curated Collectibles: Indian Door Artworks that tell almost forgotten stories, each uniquely carved door is a vessel for ancient cultural knowledge. weylandts.co.za @weylandtshome Journey through streets, Tradition and progress meet, Perfumed air retreats, In a city's heartbeat. Under cobalt skies, Modern marvels rise, Past and future blend, In timeless ties. Mountains stand tall, Whispers of silent snowfall, Life's essence captured, In each ancient footfall. On the cover What better way is there to truly discover new destinations than to venture off the beaten path, as intrepid goats have been doing for centuries. Read more in ‘Cap Karoso’ by Julia Freemantle on p126. Cover photograph by Julia Freemantle.…

I've been a very lucky traveller this past year. Work has taken me to some special “corners” of the globe, some planned, some unplanned, and some quite last-minute, which I'm always game for. I'm the type of traveller who can arrive in a city without having made any plans or having booked accommodation (I love the adrenaline rush). Thus, probably not the best travel partner for those who love strict itineraries and ticking lists. I'm a more “in the moment”, “go-with-the-flow” kinda traveller, and always in that spirit to discover. If you're so busy planning or ticking off lists, chances are you're closing yourself off to chance encounters or missing out on that unexpected moment while in a mad rush. On the other hand, I'm probably also missing out on the…

A blood-red line burned on the horizon, violet shades softening the sky. Wrapped in an alpaca blanket to stave off the pre-dawn chill, I sipped a cup of muña tea, the mild Andean mint easing the throb at my temples. At almost 4 000 metres above sea level my breathing was laboured, my legs heavy, but the sight of Lake Titicaca dulled the pain. It appeared now like an ocean of molten metal, the reflection of the rising sun setting it aflame. In the distance loomed the silhouette of the floating reed islands of Uros, and a single fishing boat sent ripples through the waters as the town of Puno began to wake. Lights flickered on along the shore and mopeds revved in the distance. Our group stood in silence,…

Scan to listen Discover the sounds of the Nordic region by listening to Jan-Heyn's playlist inspired by his roadtrip through Iceland. My Icelandic adventure earlier this year is a tale of contrasts. After a skiing accident in Zermatt left me with a broken shoulder, cancelling our long-awaited trip to Iceland was never an option. My partner, Pieter, and I were determined to immerse ourselves in the country, challenges and all. Our adventure began in Reykjavik, with surprisingly sunny weather. We explored the city's blend of modern architecture and historic charm from the Edition Hotel next to the Harpa concert hall. Reykjavik's vibrant energy and sights, including the striking metal-clad buildings and Hallgrímskirkja cathedral, made the pain of my injury bearable. We had planned to explore the country in a campervan because of the flexibility…

As the last of my houseplants were sold off to their new Facebook Marketplace owners, the reality started to dawn on me: we were really up-ending our entire (newly Capetonian) lives to live on a boat and sail as many of the seven seas as we could. For how long, we were about to find out. There was much to discover as we set off across the high seas: new places, new skills and, of course, ourselves. We quickly learnt why so many people only embark on what we were doing once they've retired – running both our businesses at sea while simultaneously keeping ourselves alive and everything else on board ship shape is an extreme sport. PJ, my husband and captain of our 40-foot catamaran, Annette, tackled the majority of our…

If you want to experience the gamut of emotions from A to Z, go on a cross-continental flying adventure with your husband as the pilot in a four-seater plane with no toilet. Years of acting classes fade into insignificance compared to a week in the light sport aircraft he designed and built, spending hours in the air crossing America, Canada, Greenland, Iceland and parts of Europe. Seven crazy days in the equivalent of a sardine can for humans, flying from Wisconsin, USA, to Serifos island in Greece would make a Daniel Day-Lewis out of anyone. It takes a particular leap of faith to commit yourself to the gravity-defying miracle of levitating metal. You have to trust that what you can't see – essentially the uninterrupted movement of air over airfoil…