Georgia: Karoo

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This is the view from the passenger’s seat of my little Corsa, driving away from the farm. It is also the view from the driver’s seat on the way to the farm. Both viewpoints hold a lot of emotion for me, as I only get to visit my dad in the Karoo once a year at most. If I had to choose a home out of all the places and houses that I’ve lived in, one that means the most in terms of stored memories and a feeling of belonging, it would be the farm. I hope this is the view going toward the farm. It means there are only another twenty or thirty minutes to go along the dirt road until I get there.