Simon's Town Quayside Hotel and Conference Centre
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Fly to capetown and drive straight to streetwise for business meeting. There stuff is amazing. Future potential collaboration with my designs. Then we walk down the street for some lunch and shopping. It's require quite bargain skill though. Had a ostrich steak. Amazing! Then we went back to the hotel exhausted. Long nap then head to the hotel bar and get ...
... exchange rate seems slightly crazy at the moment. When I was planning this trip it was about 15 rand to the pound, right now it's over 18).
Just outside Simon's Town is Boulder's Beach, which is one of the major nesting sites for African Penguins (formerly called Jackass Penguins but renamed for some reason), so I spent some time down there. Brought back memories of penguin watching in Antarctica three years ago - although it's a good bit hotter here!
... where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned) but the ferry was not running and Table Mountain had table cloth on (ie. clouds!). So we decided to do a West Coast drive to see some wild flowers. However, we discovered later it's 'no sun no flowers'. Drove on to an old fishing village called Paternoster (about 2 hrs from CT) which was surprisingly beautiful. Had lunch in a seafood restaurant on a beach and drove via ...
... be in the car for the next few hours I decided to job in the pool, which I was warned was freezing. I wasn’t going to let all the people watching know that one it was affecting me, and two that I was American. So I shouted out, “you know in Canada we don’t have hot tubs this big.” After a nap on the car ride back we got all dressed up for our last night in Cape Town, which we celebrated by going to a burger ...
(although I felt like I was being bellowed at) Good Morning Mrs Henderson and
Miss Cilliers”. This was just a taste of the British influence that dictates
much of the routines in the school. Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying
anything against it, only that it was one of the first real indicators that I
was definitely not in the Canadian school system any more. The rest of the day
sped by as I had a chance to ...