When we woke up and saw the sun shining, we hustled over to Table Mountain, as the gorgeous views are often hidden behind the "table cloth," the low covering of fog that often sits on the mountain. It was lovely, and Gail survived her fear of heights by making sure she always walked on the inside of the path. That afternoon, we wandered over to the Company Gardens in the city center, where we saw nine weddings. Yes, nine, and several of those with the more outrageous bridesmaids dresses I have ever seen. After, we stumbled upon an incredible little exhibit about Desmond Tutu and the anti-apartheid marches he lead in the 1980s. The next morning, we explored the Bo-Kaap, a Muslim community with vividly colored houses. Then, it was back to Durban, which for now, feels like home!
Emerging from the dungeon. Natty was our self-declared tour guide at the Castle.
Cape Castle, the oldest building in South Africa.
Vivid colors of the Bo-Kaap.
Our car guard at the Bo-Kaap. Yes, he is carrying a sword.
Our balcony. Not a bad view.
Wedding seven.
Wedding three.
Wedding two.
City Hall.
Robben Island, the harbor, and the soccer stadium, the tiny oval near the water.
Notice my tight grip on the wall. I'm NOT going overboard.
Gail, wondering if she'll make it.
Natty, with his anxious, "I need to know how it works" look.
Emerging from the dungeon. Natty was our self-declared tour guide at the Castle. 
Cape Castle, the oldest building in South Africa.
Vivid colors of the Bo-Kaap.
Our car guard at the Bo-Kaap. Yes, he is carrying a sword.
Our balcony. Not a bad view.
Wedding seven.
Wedding three.
Wedding two.
City Hall.
Robben Island, the harbor, and the soccer stadium, the tiny oval near the water.
Notice my tight grip on the wall. I'm NOT going overboard.
Gail, wondering if she'll make it.
1 comment:
Beautiful photos, Sarah. Thanks for posting. Say "hello" to Natty for me.
P.S. What has taken you out of Ann Arbor and to South Africa?
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