Eating the telly vision.

I started watching Come Dine With Me Abroad as a bit of a joke. Not a fan of the UK one anymore, I saw a few bookface posts about it and thought (as I do with most programmes about South Africa) that this one might have some scenery I could ooh and aaah over. (It has and I do)

So the first programme was like watching a car crash in slow motion. Oh no, actually it was worse than that. It was cringy and stereotypical and just plain horrific. But I looked through the planner and there were a few from Cape Town (which is ALWAYS easier on the eye than Jo'burg :-P) so I downloaded a few.

Fast forward to today.....and I have downloaded ALL available episodes and series linked the rest. I am hooked. It's a shortened version of the UK one so you don't get all the gumph about how the day has gone. You get shots of beautiful places and lots of chat.

Why am I hooked? Because, to put it plainly, I love the South African voice. I love how we have so many different accents. How when the guys say 'My man', I get a giggle. How 'beautiful' in a certain tone can be bitchy or complimentary. And how pretty the houses are. But mainly I just like the chat.

I don't think I ever had a true South African accent. For sure, I chameleon straight into one around 'my people' but "Ja dol, I don't forshore speak lekker laaik them okes".

I also like how I'm a true Capie and immediately dismiss the Jo'burg or Durban episodes as inferior to the Cape Town ones and how disappointed I am when the Cape Town folk aren't as nice as they should be. I'm DYING man, to see the PE episodes.

Weird, how when I was in South Africa (living there) I just thought Europe was so exotic and a place I NEEDED to be. And now, I yearn to have the SA lifestyle of socialising. In all seriousness, I couldn't cope, I would need five livers to be competent.

True Story.