Edinburgh Festival is any performer’s dream. To come to the biggest theatre festival in the world and hustle your way on to the international stage, and hopefully score invites to other parts of the world. This year, that dream came true for me. Although, I must admit, I was hoping to come as a more seasoned, travelled comedian. But alas, a Higher Power knew better than me.  I find myself popping many a performance cherry here: First time performing comedy outside  Africa (I’ve already done Ghana so out of SA isn’t new). So, first overseas club gig, first overseas one man show, first month-long run of my show ANYWHERE. First time away in a foreign country by myself, without a cast or someone holding my hand. (OK, my manager Taffia did some hand holding for a week then returned to SA.) Still. My comfort zone is light years away. But…