the dry dry Joburg winter so I haven't seen a lot of rain lately
(except for those 3 weeks in Germany...)
So on Saturday we woke up to a cloudy sky - the shy mountain was
almost completely hidden. We decided to make our way across to Cape
Point. So after a very scenic drive to and through and beyond
Simonstown (again) we paid our International Tourists Hiked entry fee
to the Nature Reserve. I decided that first prize would be seeing
Zebra and Ultra first prize would be to see Whales too. With the
gentle swish of the windscreen wipers we admired the alternate views
of the opposite coasts and made our way through to Cape of Good Hope -
snapping pictures of the view along the way. Like any intrepid
traveller we decided to brave the wind and the cold and climb up the
hiking trail at C of GH....
And OH BOY!! The wind was strong! It was all fun and adventurous on
the way up having my hair whipped around and trying to negotiate the
next step... (my co-tourist had his hoodie up and tied down - he
looked like a ninja!) And then!!... I got sand blown into my eye and
suddenly I was not having fun any more. So we turned around and slip
slide stumbled our way back down with one eye shut and the other half
covered for protection and made it back to the car for some precious
eyedrops. And happy Frankie returned. :)
Then we drove up and round and along to Cape Point where we tackled
the walk up to the lighthouse and were appalled to find out how unfit
we were. Ill say We found plenty of excuses to stop and admire the
incredible view...
It is amazing how clean the beaches look at the bottom of the cliffs -
like very clean and untouched. By now it was more than a drip drip of
rain and closer to a windy horizontal drizzle...
Let me say that I saw more foreign tourists at Cape Point than I saw
at OR Tambo international airport on Wednesday. We played a game of
guess the nationality by the accent - Lots of Brits, Aussies and
Chinese Tourists.
We made our way down again and paid for an overpriced lunch sarmmie
and moved on to seeing the last few sights of the park through the now
rapid swish swish of the windscreen wipers.
Saw Da Gama and (oooh can't remember the other spanish name...
Something also with a D - an old guy with a poofy hat) ... Diaz!
Crosses and some penguins and very big seagulls And then we decided to
leave and go on to drier more indoor sights.
So we looked up the Iziko museum and swished across there! Pleasant
surprise was that entrance was free for Heritage Day week... Score :)
And so we wandered around in the warm dry museum and saw life size
skeletons of enormous sea living creatures and a lot of taxidermied
animals (including a very very cute baby quagga - The Baby Quagga) The
dinosaur exhibit was interesting but I had my own personal views
raising big flags at the back of my head... just because the museum
can make a beautiful display of the artifacts, doesn't mean that I
believe the surrounding science is true... but Ill let these views
stew a while longer and make a proper blog post on it.
We made an exit from the museum when it was getting close to closing
time and drove through a slightly less wet Cape Town back to the place
of residence.
For dinner we went to a L-A-R-N-Y French restaurant. We enjoyed fine
conversation, a fine Shiraz and I had Beef Medallions in red wine,
onion and cocoa sauce. the cocoa was a brilliant ingredient and really
added to the flavour. then we made our way through ice-cream, meringue
and chocolate mousse for afters.... and proceeded to go home to digest
and sleep.
I saw a beautiful jersey dress through the window of a closed shop and
it can to call me to go and buy it in my dreams. Pity the shop was
closed in Sundays, - Frilly woolen jersey dress- I long for you (but
probably not your price tag!)
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