Hiking and Drinking and Eating....tough life....
Trip Start Feb 24, 2010
13Trip End Mar 11, 2010
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Barbara Hemingway will now become a woman of few words!
We got up and after deciding to abandon the concept of climbing Table Mountain we decided to come up with a compromise which was to take the cable car to the top and then hike to McClear's Beacon - still a commanding trek of several miles including hanging onto for dear life as we schlepped up and down sheer rocks. It was an incredible place and it was all I could do not to shout out "I'm the king of the world"! Truly I felt as though I was on top of the world. From the top of Table Mountain one could see both the Indian and Atlantic Oceans at the same time - words really do start to lose their meaning.
We barreled down from Table Mountain just in time to change our clothes and connect with the guy who was taking us on our wine tour (clearly a needed break in our arduous activities of the day to date)! We had the most amazing tour guide and since there were only two of us on the tour (we were lucky) we got the full benefit of his expertise. At this point I should probably mention that Faisal Abraham (really his name) was a non-drinking Muslim but apparently being knowledgeable about wine doesn't require actually partaking - he was great and we conned him into taking us to three separate wineries despite the fact that we had only paid for one. At the first stop we were seated at a lovely table within in the much sought after air conditioned splendor of the tasting room - you will never know how much chilled air means to me despite Mel's description - and this environmental bonus plus wine really was divine. We tasted six wines - at about number four the pourer delighted us with a story about a wine tasting cup that two people could drink out of at the same time - too much detail for this blog - but in an attempt to encourage us to purchase a sterling silver replica of the cup asked us if we wanted to try it - and Melody chimed in - "we're not that close"! By the end of the tour - with a brief tour of Stellenbousch, the charming town at the center of the wine making community, we had purchased four bottles between us.
That night we went to a restaurant, highly recommended by T & M as well as a friend of Fred Goldstein's, Bernie Spiro, called Beluga - one of a chain of restaurants all named for caviar, you fill in the blanks. The good news was that the food was great, the bad news is that the service can be found in the dictionary under horrendous. Oh well, this gave Melody and me a chance to catch up! Kidding.
From Mel Cape Town March 4
Funny thing about being in the bush with giraffes one day and then in a city the next...the tiniest things can come to your attention. This morning after showering I noticed I had a tick burrowed into my stomach near my waistband. It wasn't very big but it had been there for 2 days and there was a bit of red puffiness around it. I removed it and then called Dr. Pflaumer (who is now way closer to me than should be allowed) she pulled out her bag of tricks (yes she even carries all that stuff in Africa) and fixed me up. Later while on the Table Mountain hike Dr. Pflaumer spotted another tick burrowed into the back of my leg and again she had all the meds with her to fix me up. I have since increased my dosage of malaria pills and stepped up my intake of red wine for the extra antibodies.