The shacks along the highway seemed endless, the air was hot and filles with childrens laughter, music and the engine sound of cars passing by. Strange sounding languages reached my ear, spoken by women in coloful and patterned dresses and skirts. Some of them carried jars, water cans or packages on their heads. Laughing cheerfully, their eyes sparkled as they waved at us.
I had flown through the night and was tired, but too excited to actually notice that. We drove towards Table Mountain and stopped at a beautiful white house.
As I walked in he smiled at me briefly, said politely „Hello!“ and was out the door.
By that time my 19-year old heart had already done several somersaults and skipped a few beats.
On that evry first day already I couldn´t wait for him to get back home from work. I wanted to get to know him better!
I didn´t know at the time, that he was feeling exactly the same.
The following months were exciting and filled with many new impressions. I had been to South Africa only once before but to a totally different area than Cape Town.
During the day I would work with children of all ages in different suaqtter camps and when Danny was done working he´d be my tourist guide. We spent a lot of time at the sea, sitting in the sand, talking, making music, watching the waves and the sunset.
Our conversations were deep and at some time if was clear: We are made for each other. He is all I ever imaged. In his arms I can completely relax and forget everything around me.
He´s the strong rock that´s there whenever I need him, that holds my hand no matter what and that supports me and encourages me tremendously. Ensuring that I have all that I need to follow my dream he watches my back and is with me every step of the way. From this very first day that I saw Danny till today it is the same: Back then just like today I can not wait for him to get back home after work and spend every minute with the man that stole my heart in Africa!