|Arrived back in Cape Town on separate flights (cheaper to fly this way as flights fully booked for South Africa vs. Australia Rugby match on in Cape Town). John's flight had a man onboard actually carrying a springbok skull on his lap (mascot for SA team). Imagine, the horns were over 2 feet long! How on earth did the guy get through security when we can not even take a bottle of water through?
Picked up a rental car (so small after driving a 4x4 for 8 weeks) and drove back into the city to our guesthouse. Unfortunately there was a mess up on our reservation. We had arranged 2 months ago to rent out a small villa for us and our dear friend, Cindy, who was visiting from Philadelphia. They had put another couple in one of OUR rooms and were going to arrange a cot so we could all squeeze into the remaining rooms of the cottage. Not happy, but didn't have another choice so late in the day. We had the place to ourselves the next day as originally promised, but annoying.
Met Cindy at the airport (sorry we were late!) and had a great time catching up over the six days she was here. Spent four days exploring Cape Town and two in wine country and enjoyed some serious wining and dining.
While in Cape Town, we were very busy. Visited the Cape of Good Hope (the most Southwesterly point in Africa, NOT where the Indian and Atlantic oceans meet); the District 6 Museum (a deeply sad and moving memorial about the pass laws and forced relocation of non-whites to townships); the South Africa National Gallery; the colorful Bo Kaap neighborhood, museum and nearby Cape Malay restaurant (fabulous!); drove to the top of Signal Hill for a great view over Cape Town (..and nearly got robbed by creepy guy in woods); drove to Camp's Bay for a walk along the beach and drink (nearly caught by rogue wave); pitied the adorable penguins at Simonstown (one was trapped behind a wall); had lunch and tasted wine at Groot Constantia (famous for Cape Dutch architecture, but we couldn't figure out why it was so special as plenty of buildings in wine country looked exactly the same); and, of course, wined and dined at some fabulous places. We tried to go to Robben Island, but rough seas canceled our trip. Also tried to go to the top of Table Mountain, but were thwarted by cable car repairs (considered walking, but were told it was dangerous because of "bandits" and the possibility of falling from ladders).
Talking of rugby and penguins...found out from one of the guides at the District 6 Museum that many South Africans support the New Zealand rugby team. This developed, and continues today, as many non-whites did not want to support South African sports teams that were not racially integrated and represented the country that oppressed them. Many still feel that the South African rugby team is still not fully integrated and, for this reason, they refer to the team as the penguins - white in the middle with black wings!