Author: Claire
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African winter
I woke up this morning and looked out of the window. Outside, the grass, just touched ice, stretched away to a dam dotted with silent birds. Beyond that, hills gently undulated into mountains, towards, in the distance, a taller peak dusted with snow. The fingers of the sunrise were just painting the snow a gentle…
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Fest is over
Another Fest is over and I am sad. Not only because it is Fest in all it’s amazingness, but also because it feels as though this finally brings to a close my Korean year. I spent so much time in my last couple of months in Korea thinking about, planning for and anticipating Fest. And…
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A quiet Sunday
Sunday was the first time I felt the Grahamstown magic. Grahamstown during Festival isn’t really Grahamstown and I have been struggling a little even to get into Fest. I think my brain is still not sure whether to believe that I’m finally, actually home. Of course, not staying in town makes a difference, too. But…