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Mountain Inn meets Advocate Thuli Madonsela

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I’m sitting on my couch watching a repeat episode of one of the most coveted talk shows in South African broadcasting; Real talk on 3. The guest is a decorous woman with a hugely apparent aura. She’s sitting composed in an elegant manner, talking to the host about her childhood of growing up in a big family and being raised between two countries. She smiles warmly. Slightly unfolding her arms to gesture graciously, then interlocking her hands again. Her hair sits neatly on her shoulders, a monochrome blazer over a scarlet top and a courteous calm that’s well collected. Azania, the host, asks her a question motivated by an extract from an O Magazine issue that was a reflective piece on her 16 year old self. “I would’ve wanted her to know that she’s beautiful as she is” She says. “and that beauty comes in different packages. I also would’ve wanted her to know that she’s enough and that she’s designed for a particular purpose and she’s beautiful and adequate for that purpose” she finishes off her reply. This time, I smile. Five-time honorary PhD holder and former South African public protector, Advocate Thuli Madonsela is a radiant beam of positive energy and the epitome of social justice. Mbabane was recently abuzz with activity due to the 2018 Global leadership summit. The two-day split event held over a course of two weeks (7-8 November and 14-15 November) and hosted at the Emafini estate just outside the city was graced by…

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Poolside view of the Hotel’s main building

Mountain Inn: The Urban Haven

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My brain mostly functions in colour. I’m a right sider, so the first thing I notice as I walk into the lot are the jacaranda trees. Gloriously purple and tumbling off branches like violet confetti. I stop for a moment to greet the guard, who kindly waves me in. There’s a lot of cars parked out here today I note, as my introvert nature starts peeping through. A vehicle whizzes past me to settle right outside the big glass doors. A Benz of some sort and a gorgeous lady in business casual steps out. She struts gracefully into the hotel, and I trudge right behind her so to squeeze myself in before the door swings closed again. My awkward self doesn’t do too well with Push or Pulls. And as I slide past the familiar tall glass entrance, I am greeted by a sight I can never get enough of: Lemon walls, colonial furniture and a hive of activity. “Welcome to the mountain inn” a chirpy voice breaks in to greet a couple of guests moving about in front of me. I smile at them as I swimmingly make my way through the crowd. I’m more interested in the mouth-watering smell that’s wafting in from the breakfast room and I habitually walk towards it. I recall the first time I stepped inside the Mountain inn. It was about a year ago, in a black pleated skirt that doesn’t fit anymore more and 30 minutes way too early for a job…

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