Chronicles Of A 30 Year- Going On 31!

30 Plus already, where did the time go??

It was just yesterday when I celebrated my #Nerdy30 birthday, flooding ALL my social media platforms with multiple pictures- I mean lots of pictures. Perhaps I went a bit overboard with the number of pictures posted; which became a cause for concern for some of my friends (data doesn’t come cheap guys!), but it’s not every day that you turn 30 years old right?

For years, I’ve gone on solo missions to celebrate my birthday, spending it amongst people I had never met before or met a few days before my birthday. And I loved it (well while it lasted). I have so many memories from my Euro tour in 2016, and the breathtaking views in Thailand in 2017. Did I mention the buzz and vibrancy of New York City in 2018? Luckily I’ve covered all these experiences in my older blogposts, so read all about it there. The solo traveling chapter was necessary and I loved every minute of it. It was a chance for me to truly find myself and I believe I found what I was looking for (well to some extent).

There is something that changes when you turn 30 years old. For me, it was learning to really appreciate special people in my life- colleagues, friends and family. It also helped me to start seeing things from many different perspectives, being more understanding, tolerant and forgiving of people – even those who hurt me (while being open to letting go of toxic relationships). As a result, I decided to flip the script and allow myself to spend my “30 Plus” birthday with a few of my friends in the beautiful city of Cape Town.


For purposes of this blog post, I won’t dwell much on the financial aspects of the trip (the status of my bank account is not favourable at the moment, lol), but on the lessons learnt. Bringing a group of different people together to spend a weekend is not easy, especially when they haven’t met before. There are so many variables that could go wrong- personality clashes, different living habits and the dynamics of group travelling. I was VERY anxious as a result when planning this trip, but my dearest and talented events planner, Dinny had this under control (book her for your next event, she is BRILLIANT).

We arrived in Cape Town on Friday the 26th of April and surprisingly things went fairly well for day 1- no delays at the airport albeit a missing passport/ID. Introductions were done, dinner had, check-ins finalised- we were ready for a night out: it was my ACTUAL birthday after all. Travelling as a group of 10, you’d expect arguments about where to go or flurrying tempers about what to eat, but to my surprise, this was not the case. I loved how diverse our interests were and how the group was open to embracing diversity. We split into two groups- each on a mission to paint the city red, and boy we did.

This was the narrative throughout the entire weekend, leading to the second lesson learnt- break out of your comfort zone. On Saturday at the beautiful Cavali wine estate in Stellenbosch, I particularly loved how new relationships blossomed. People I never thought would click connected, people broke out of their shells, made career connections and had meaningful conversations. I’d also like to mention how well-mannered, respectful and courteous we were to waiters and Uber drivers throughout the weekend. It’s not a lot of people who have good manners.

The third and best lesson learnt, was never making things about you. We sometimes tend to get carried away and make everything about us, our careers etc. I loved how everyone consciously put their issues aside and focused on making the weekend amazing. I’ve been guilty of this mistake during my 20s- always wanting to be celebrated. Fortunately I’m older and wiser now- I’ve learnt not to make everything about me.

I’ll admit that 31 feels very weird and I’m not sure what to expect from it; but if 2019 is anything to go by- I’m ready to embrace the amazing opportunities and dreams materializing. I am a lot more daring, very confident and appreciative of my friends. So to ALL my friends, thank you for making me a better person and looking forward to many more amazing sessions with you as we navigate our #Dirty30s.

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