Camps Bay Retreat
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... bit of packing and unpacking, we finally settle in – me with my computer, blog and photos and Doug with a complimentary newspaper. I suggest he should have a soak in the bath which he does,
He’s getting a cold I think - blowing his nose, sneezing etc. possibly from the myriad of seasons we experienced today … I gave him a couple of tablets to take and then some Vicks when we went to bed and fingers crossed it won’t develop ...
... raging in some places and have continued to
close the Chapman’s Peak scenic drive.
Luckily these were some way off the Groot vineyards and unless the wind
was to change direction unlikely to affect their wines (others were less lucky
as you may read in other entries).
We left Groot behind with three bottles - their finest Method Cape Classique (the
Cape’s name for wines made in the Champagne style), their ...
... flight out of Cape Town, I was surveyed by some nice ladies working for the tourism office. They were very sweet, before I knew it, two of them had offered to let me stay at their houses he next time I was in the Cape Town area. When I commented how hard it was for me to make friends with black people in South Africa compared to Malawi, one lady sighed and lamented how despite after struggling for two decades, the black, colored and white peoples of south africa still remain very segregated. Very ...
... castle I usually think of, but it made for a nice morning. Because South Africa has such a high-context culture, there wasn’t too much in the way of plaques or additional information, just lots of things to see. The cannon at the castle was supposed to go off at 12:00, but it was just about the quietest cannon I’ve ever (not really) heard. We made our way out shortly afterward.
The District 6 museum was one of my favorite ...
... his phone and began speaking his native language that consisted of clicks and tones that sounded like an African language that you would see depicted in movies. I never thought I would hear it in my taxi in the city. He explained that he was speaking Xhosa. My Irish friend and the driver had a great conversation about language and dialects. I know that this is a very small story but again it is the details ...