The longer I travel, the more I miss my family and friends back home. Not a big surprise, right? That's natural and something I planned would happen, so when I met Monét and Renae during the Franschhoek wine tour, and they invited me to a family braai, I happily accepted. Not to mention I have never been invited to a braai!
Monét, Renae, and all the Schmidts made me feel so welcome. We ate, laughed, drank Amarula, and, of course, braaied.
Right before I left to start my journey to Jo-Burg, Mrs. Schmidt walked in and said, 'This isn't something I normally do, but I want to say a prayer for you. If anyone wants to speak up, they can.' People I had only just met prayed for me and wished me protection and safe travels. I never felt so much love from people who I had just met. It was a very powerful moment. I might have even shed a tear.
Although my family was thousands of miles away, they were my family for a night. I just wanted to say thank you. I'll take that moment with me the rest of my life.
Getting our braai on. It's pretty much like our barbecue, or grilling out. It's all about drinking a cold one and sharing stories around a fire.
I was appointed head braai master for about a minute. Just enough time to snap a pic.