Why Ill Always Love the North West Province

• Having come across my love for local house music here.
• Suncity.
• Evening walks in Kloof with a friend.
• Zanzibar (a dodgy club with the worst music and strangest patrons but the company was always good).
• Waking up and seeing a small buck outside my window.
• The sound of baboons jumping on my roof in the morning (at first I was afraid but eventually I found it rather comforting).
• The frequent good hair days (the air is so dry it keeps frizz prone hair tamer for longer).
• Amusing locals strange dress sense, choice of hair colour or backward way of thinking (some days I felt as if I was in movie, a movie set in America but prior to Martin Luther King's time).
• Tasting pap for the first time and liking it (pap tert is a real winner).
• Camping in the wilderness and choosing to sleep outside the tent.
• Huge ass baboon spiders taking residence on my pillow and forcing my roommate and I to laugh in the face of danger.
• Learning and enjoying Tswana culture and people.
• Mocktails at Piattos.
• My first game drive.
• Pick-a-pancake.
• Seeing the mountain, a few metres above my house, ablaze. 
• The most beautiful winter sunrises (this counts for much because I'm from Cape Town and I have seen my fair share of beauty).
• The incredible friends I made.

That's all.