Jenifer Nim
Bio
I’ve got a head full of stories and a hard drive full of photos; I thought it was time to start putting them somewhere.
I haven’t written anything for many, many years. Please be kind! 🙏
Stories (61/0)
Statue-Spotting in Budapest
City breaks and mother-daughter time: a classic combination. Last year, my mum and I were well overdue a weekend away, so we picked Budapest, a city neither of us had ever been before. We spent a lovely few days hitting the highlights, marvelling at the beautiful architecture and sampling all the culinary delights of Hungary. Budapest is a gorgeous, fascinating city, with an interesting history, beautiful buildings and, one of my favourite things, unconventional statues.
By Jenifer Nimabout a month ago in Wander
Too Old To Change?
So, there I was in September 2019, having left my job, broken up with my boyfriend, ended my apartment lease, moved all the things I own into my parents’ attic, and given up the goal shooter position in my netball team. I had totally abandoned my former life, without being too dramatic about it, and was heading to Africa for the adventure of a lifetime.
By Jenifer Nimabout a month ago in Wander
Namibia Road Trip Part I: The Eerie and Bizarre
My Namibian solo adventure had got off to a tricky start. First, there was no public transport to any of the tourist sights, meaning I’d been forced to do the very last thing I wanted to do and hire a car. Second, apart from four main motorways, all the other roads in the country were made of gravel, ie. tiny, sharp, spikey stones just clamouring to put a hole in my tyres. And third, the tent that I had rented from a camping hire shop was impossible to put up alone, as confirmed by the two strangers I’d reluctantly had to ask for help on my first night.
By Jenifer Nimabout a month ago in Wander
Namibia Road Trip Part II: The Might of Mother Nature and The Folly of Man
Driving in Namibia is amazing – no cars on the roads, amazing landscapes that are constantly changing, and fascinating wildlife round every sand dune. I couldn’t believe that I could see so many animals roaming around from my car window. If it weren’t for the fear of sliding off the gravel roads or puncturing a tyre at any moment, it would be perfect.
By Jenifer Nimabout a month ago in Wander
Namibia Road Trip Part III: Beauty and the Beasts
That afternoon, I made my way to the Brandberg White Lady lodge, a nice little place with great views, swimming pools, and bunny rabbits. I climbed the hill behind the lodge for a nice view of the sunset, and then drove to the campsite, where I asked a nice older couple across the way to help me put up my tent.
By Jenifer Nimabout a month ago in Wander
Fail To Prepare...
Just because somebody says something confidently, it does not mean that they know what they are talking about. When it comes to my dad, I figured this out many, many years ago. And yet I didn’t question him when he assured me that Namibia was a very developed country with good roads, public transport, and lots of other tourists. I didn’t think to ask how he would know that, seeing as he had never been.
By Jenifer Nimabout a month ago in Wander
Can You Drive a Ford Fiesta Through a Desert?. Top Story - May 2024.
I’m flying down the B1 highway from Windhoek to Keetmanshoop with a map and a boot full of camping gear. I’m excited for the first stop of my Namibian road trip: the Quiver Tree Forest. I spot the sign and turn onto the C17, off the tarmac and onto the gravel. I’ll be there soon; it’s only ten miles or so. I am unprepared for what comes next. The car slides and slips across the road. I am not fully in control anymore. I slow to a crawl. The car judders and shudders, the noise deafening, the vibrations rattling the teeth in my skull. It takes me around an hour to drive the ten miles. I arrive at the campsite relieved to be in one piece, even if it feels like all my bones have been shaken slightly out of place. I will later learn that this is what happens when the gravel road becomes “corrugated”, and that the roads authority goes round once a week to “grade” them. Seems I arrived about 6 days after the grader had last been round.
By Jenifer Nim2 months ago in Wander
When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit
I still remember the day I got the dark circles around my eyes. I don’t know how it came into my possession, but I had a torch. One night when my dad said it was time to close my latest Goosebumps and turn the light off, I did as he said. Then, listening carefully until I was sure he was at the bottom of the stairs, I picked up my book again, pulled the torch out from under my pillow and carried on reading.
By Jenifer Nim10 months ago in BookClub
Serial: A Cultural Phenomenon
The very first “water-cooler” podcast, Serial single-handedly launched both the true crime and podcasting crazes. We the listener were right there with expert storyteller Koenig on her rollercoaster quest to unravel a murder mystery. Was he really guilty? Or were we about to bust open a miscarriage of justice together?
By Jenifer Nim11 months ago in Critique
A Little Life: A Big Feeling
Why was it so popular?! Unrealistic, melodramatic, depressing, unrelentingly bleak, overly long – 800 pages of emotional torture-porn. What did we learn from it all? Friendship good, abuse bad? What a revelation! The author desperately tried to make me feel something, and I did: anger. I f***ing hate this book.
By Jenifer Nim11 months ago in Critique
