Cape Town. Random Urban Memories.

Dear Readers. Welcome to South Africa. Welcome to Cape Town. If there is a friendly city competition CT should enter. Everyone was sound, helpful and generally pretty chilled out.

As Ciara has already expressed, we were pretty shocked and excited by stuff to do, restaurants and shops. So excited and shocked that we forgot to do touristy things half the time. We ate. Ate a lot. We drank shed loads. Met some cool people (special mention for Caitlin, Laura and Esther) We got the car fixed. 

I am sharing some photo's with you and hoping to give you some extra insight. You know, there is always more to a photo than you might think.

We did do more than this. Table Mountain and the ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW  (which was hilarious) for example. We don't think you need to see a photo of the Toyota garage that fixed Ravlon or the shop John bought his new specs.  

Bray struggles to contain his emotions as Julia finally (after 9 years of love and 2 weeks of attempts to glue them together AGAIN) throws away her boots.

Stellenbosch. you might think this is simple. We are comparing chocolate and wine here of course. Posh cmjjjing.
NO. Julia is in fact trying not to vomit in her glass due to the pretty horrific hangover's we were all sporting.

Ciara has a problem with wine. She may as well just have it on an IV drip. This attempt at theft didn't end in success but she did not let this hold her back,

remembering to be tourists at Cape of Good Hope. Pretty water isn't it. Bray may be smiling. He is actually crapping himself because its like, far, to the beach.

Bray, observing tourists. Searching for Whales. We thought we saw hundreds. We saw jack S***. They were rocks.

Simply a moment of shared laughter caught on camera?  No, Bray crippled Cross by gently touching his knee. Wimp. and the finger. well that belongs to Dave.

Meet Dave.  Our friendly tour guide. He was a nice man. a little quirky. Our favourite quotes and sights he pointed out.
Simons Town Police Station and its Chubb security sticker.
Rocks that look like Baboons.
South African Navy knowledge.
His Toyota.

and the never ending fish hook conversation... I still don't know if Cross was winding him up or just being a bit vacant.
Dave : 'I will drop you off in fishhook, more trains there, I live there'
Cross: I like fishing
Dave: No I live in fishhook, the village
(5 minutes later)
Cross: So is there much fishing here Dave? We want to do some fishing. Do you fish?
Dave: I live in fish hook, I don't really fish
Cross: do you fish from the beach around here ? or on a boat
Dave (now quite exasperated): I said... I live in fish hook. I don't fish myself.
Cross: oh.