Third post from Cape Town, and the last. We squeezed in a lot to our last night and morning in Cape Town. After returning late from Robben Island, we headed straight out to dinner with our new friends, Kim and Dumi, who we had met while tasting wine a few days previously in Franschhoek. Kim had offered to choose the restaurant and asked if we had any preferences. Ninfa had one basic requirement – African, African, African. Kim and Dumi didn’t disappoint and we met in Marco’s African restaurant just off Buitengracht St, nearby the colourful district of Bo Kaap.
Dumi, Tony, Ninfa and Kim - International Wine Tasters Club
Danger on the dancefloor!
Last day in Cape Town - feeling blue in Bo Kaap
It's cool for cats in Bo Kaap
Bo Kaap - residential kaleidoscope
The next morning, we drove down for a quick look at some of the trendy shops on Long St. Long St is full of boutiques, fashion stores and cool cafes, and shows a trendy and hip capital which is not scared to walk on the wild side. I bought a new baseball cap, and a pair of cheap shades, as I had left my beloved black and yellow Wayfarers somewhere in Bloemfontein. One of the hardest things when you’re travelling is retaining all your possessions. Being in a different place everyday, and rarely sleeping in the same bed two nights in a row provides all too much opportunity for parting company with your sunglasses, driving licence, torch, travel towel … As well as that, it gives you the feeling of what it must be like to be a fugitive on the run, not that we’ve done anything bad … yet! So far, Ninfa hasn’t lost anything, but this is pure coincidence.
Ninfa picks her favourite colour in Bo Kaap
Street Art on Long St.
Our last stop in Cape Town was to Bo Kaap, which we had seen in loads of postcards and guide books. Bo Kaap is home to Cape Town’s Muslim population. Its steep streets are lined with the brightly-coloured facades of residential housing. The colours are gorgeous, and shine brightly in the clear sunlight, and we coud have spent hours there taking photos, but the clock was ticking and we had to get on the road to Struisbaai, and Cape Agulhas, Africa’s southern-most point. So we bid farewell to colourful Bo Kaap, to cool Cape Town, to new friends, but taking with us some excellent memories that we’ll keep for a long time.
From Paul:
Great Stuff. Looking forward to a real life demo of those African dance moves from Tony when he gets home – The Fugutive!
Great to see Madiba at the World Cup Final last night – he looked delighted to be there.
Hope you’re both keping well.
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From Kim:
Brilliant! Tony’s moves almost earned him honorary Zulu warriorship!
Was so much fun meeting you! Thanks for sharing a part of your incredible journey with us.
…We’ve already had our bottle of Chamonix Troika, was delicious! Hope you took a bottle with
Hambani Kahle!
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From Ada:
Tony! que bien aprendes los bailes. Otra danza mas para tu curriculum.
Estoy de acuerdo con Kim, el hígado es un delikatessen, me encanta.
Que pintorescas casas! una para cada gusto.
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