In my early twenties my friends and I would jet off to a farm or beach side va-cay for some much-needed R&R and bonding at least twice a year. As every long weekend approached we were practically giddy with glee and would spend months saving and planning to kick off our shoes, float blissfully on a rubber duckies and shake off the year’s stresses. I don’t know what we were escaping from since we were plump and rosy with youth and our only worries were our imminent thirties. As we got older and our lives moved into different directions with careers and families, my hubby and I tried our best to stick to the twice a year break, but when you have kids and a bond and car payments and school responsibilities, that dream moves from twice a year to twice a decade. Recently, we spent a blissful weekend at Aloe Ridge in Swellendam to reconnect, unplug and unwind. It was pure heaven. Refreshing dips in the icy Breede River, cocktails by the pool...
