Nic’s blog
I write about building businesses, failing and building a life, not a legacy.
London/S.A.
There is something that I have been meaning to blog about for a while now. I just remembered because I am going to see a friend now who has just landed at JHB int (or whatever the airport is called nowadays) from London.London, what a great place. I love it, i visit it often. I have friends and family and currently a girlfriend living there. So I do understand the drive to get to London to "make it", or "experience things". I get it, I do.(Now before I carry on I want everyone to know that this is a general rant not targeted at anyone for anything about anything)But I need to ask: Why stay in a place that destroys you? Why choose a place where there is a psuedo-South Africa waiting for you? When you get there, why stay? When you hate, why not leave? when you are sick by the thought of the rain and cold...find sunshine. Do not stay in London town near some South Africans who eat wors and use All Gold and Mrs Balls. If you want to do those things move back to S.A. and come and join us happy people here in the land of plenty!Ok, got carried away on that last sentence there. But You all know what I mean. S.A. is great, so is London, but they are what they are for whom they are meant to be for.