South Africa

We walked down for a coffee before we caught the red hop on hop off sightseeing bus. The bus was fantastic, the coffee not so good ......
The bus followed the coast road into Cape Town, lots of people using the boardwalk, a soccer team out for a run & lots of licra clad cyclists. We passed a few sea baths & watched tandem paragliders coming into land on the foreshore after having taken off on Signal Hill.
Our 1st hop off was the V&A waterfront, I enjoyed exploring the market stalls, we booked our Robben Island trip for tomorrow, had lunch at the food market (rice paper rolls for me & a noodle salad for Richard) shared a salted caramel brownie & hopped back on the bus. The Queen Elizabeth cruise ship was docked. ( which is on its way to Melbourne).
The bus then went through the city bowl, we hopped off on Long Street & took a free walking tour to Bo-Kaap. The tour was fantastic, the guide really knowledgeable (either that or very convincing). Bo-Kaap used to be called the Malay quarter & in African meaning “ above the cape”. Initially established for the Dutch East Indies slaves, the guide said their were many stories about why the houses are all different colours, the story I liked best was when slavery was abolished in 1834 the former slaves were able to purchase these houses, which under the rental agreements had previously had to be painted white, as the slaves were illiterate they painted their houses different colours so they could find their house (I.e I live in the 2nd green house from the end). There was a minstrel band marching with at least a 100 members, they were practicing for the Cape Town minstrel festival, which is said to rival Rio.

Back on the bus we headed to the cable car lower station which provided a great view of Cape Town & we then completed our loop back to bus stop 8. We had a cup of tea before heading back up the hill, stopping for a “table cloth off” picture of table mountain.
The famous Cape Town winds arrived & became stronger & then howling as the night went on.
We headed into Camps Bay for a pizza at Col’Cacchio, I had Quattro Fromaggi with a glass of Pinot Grigio & Richard had Carne with a glass of Pinotage.
The sun was setting whilst we were in the restaurant, a couple of dinners came across to the windows near where we sat & opened them to get a photo, they seemed unaware that dinners near them where holding onto the paper table covers, menus, table talkers & trying to keep the hair out of their eyes whilst the windows were open.
The cut through was closed as it was after dusk so we had to walk the longer way home, it was so windy & lots of dust.

Julie Elvidge

38 chapters

16 Apr 2020

Camps Bay

January 19, 2019

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Day 3 - Saturday

We walked down for a coffee before we caught the red hop on hop off sightseeing bus. The bus was fantastic, the coffee not so good ......
The bus followed the coast road into Cape Town, lots of people using the boardwalk, a soccer team out for a run & lots of licra clad cyclists. We passed a few sea baths & watched tandem paragliders coming into land on the foreshore after having taken off on Signal Hill.
Our 1st hop off was the V&A waterfront, I enjoyed exploring the market stalls, we booked our Robben Island trip for tomorrow, had lunch at the food market (rice paper rolls for me & a noodle salad for Richard) shared a salted caramel brownie & hopped back on the bus. The Queen Elizabeth cruise ship was docked. ( which is on its way to Melbourne).
The bus then went through the city bowl, we hopped off on Long Street & took a free walking tour to Bo-Kaap. The tour was fantastic, the guide really knowledgeable (either that or very convincing). Bo-Kaap used to be called the Malay quarter & in African meaning “ above the cape”. Initially established for the Dutch East Indies slaves, the guide said their were many stories about why the houses are all different colours, the story I liked best was when slavery was abolished in 1834 the former slaves were able to purchase these houses, which under the rental agreements had previously had to be painted white, as the slaves were illiterate they painted their houses different colours so they could find their house (I.e I live in the 2nd green house from the end). There was a minstrel band marching with at least a 100 members, they were practicing for the Cape Town minstrel festival, which is said to rival Rio.

Back on the bus we headed to the cable car lower station which provided a great view of Cape Town & we then completed our loop back to bus stop 8. We had a cup of tea before heading back up the hill, stopping for a “table cloth off” picture of table mountain.
The famous Cape Town winds arrived & became stronger & then howling as the night went on.
We headed into Camps Bay for a pizza at Col’Cacchio, I had Quattro Fromaggi with a glass of Pinot Grigio & Richard had Carne with a glass of Pinotage.
The sun was setting whilst we were in the restaurant, a couple of dinners came across to the windows near where we sat & opened them to get a photo, they seemed unaware that dinners near them where holding onto the paper table covers, menus, table talkers & trying to keep the hair out of their eyes whilst the windows were open.
The cut through was closed as it was after dusk so we had to walk the longer way home, it was so windy & lots of dust.

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