The Karoo runs deep in my veins. My father and his 6 siblings were born on a sheep farm 20km's from Williston called Rheebokuyer. This part of the world has huge skies and endless silence so I love going there. For the first part of our Xmas holiday my husband and I visited his dad in Fraserburg, about 94km's from Williston. It has everything I want from a Karoo dorpie, dirt roads, old stone houses, organic karoo lamb, dry dusty air, windmills on every street corner and a night sky full of stars.
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