Silvermine, a Hike Over Muizenberg
The southeaster was howling, clouds loomed low, the sea was streaked with a strange blue-green front and birds accompanied us all the way. We superficially visited the Muizenberg cave and held our picnic by the path after failing to find protection from the gale.Bergies* were asleep on a ledge, wrapped in colorful blankets. Ironically, rock climbers were tackling a nearby wall, clashing contrast of chic leisure vs absolute poverty.
False Bay seen from Silvermine
(* Bergie is a nickname for homeless people living on Table Mountain, from the Afrikaans word berg, "mountain".)
Back from Africa
Coming back to North America after having spent time in Africa is always a shock to the system. But with New York being the landing place, it becomes no less than an AED (Automated External Defibrillator) jolt. The message is clear; time to wake up, to speed up, to come back to life, to stress, even, to jump back in the saddle, to join a frantic rush to nowhere. Granted, Cape Town is probably one of the most civilized cities on the African continent. It intimately reminds me of Vancouver, nested as she is between ocean and mountain, tucked away in a temperate micro-climate, its weather moods as changing as a baby's, beauty everywhere. So my above comparison would probably be much stronger if coming back from the real, troubled, steaming, central Africa.
Taking off from Cape Town, Khayelitsha under the left wing
Still. After a melancholic departure from Constantia, the Emirates flight back to Dubai was good, if maybe a little bumpy for Marie's taste as we flew through stormy equatorial skies. A quick layover in the UAE and we were airborne again, aboard an almost empty Airbus A380 that flew a smooth great circle route over Turkey, Europe and near Greenland,
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My God, how grey Quebec is compared to that explosion fo colours… ;-(
Great photos, in Poland this is unusual view, really enjoyed watching those Cape Town’s houses : )