Cape Town.

I think both Freds and I now have a new found love for train travel. Think of a box, then a smaller box, then an even smaller box, then half it. That's how small our "first class" apartment was on the 26 hour journey from Jo'burg to Cape Town. AMT (Africa Maybe time) was inevitable though as the train was three hours late getting into Cape Town. We found it very hard to stay awake during the journey, but then very hard to stay asleep at night. The beds were not the most comfortable. Neither the warmest, we donned our sleeping bags for the majority of the journey. Food was good though and resonably cheap.

Arrived in Cape Town around 3 o'clock, gutted to arrive to rain. Our first since a slight drizzle at Chitimba, Malawi over 3 weeks ago. With our heavy bags in tow (we both have bought a ridiculous amount of wood carvings...) we sought out trying to find Ashanti Lodge, our home for two nights. Much to Freds annoyance we walked in the rain, but my excellent navigation skills found the way and we arrived around half and hour later. Freddie is now yelling at me saying "WHATEVER!!" Darling...its true. :P The Lodge is lovely. The most amazing showers with actual real tiles on the floor and a glass casing!!! WOW!!! That evening along with two other girls sharing our dorm room we set off for the famous Long Street (according to the LP guide) in search of a decent restaurant. We stumbled upon a little mexican with interesting character and your own personal sombraros. Wonderful. Stuffed us right up good and proper. The other two headed off back to the hostel but Freds and I decided to sample the local nightlife. Well...we went to a bar called Zula where an acoustic music night was going on. Two guys Matt and Max were brilliant, and entertained us for a few hours. Dads...(Katie's) They did a brilliant cover of Mark Knoflers Romeo and Juilet...made me think of you!!

Today...woke up to gorgeous sunshine, even though the forecast was dyre, the gods are with us! Headed straight for Table mountain to make the hard trek up the side. Via cable car! Gorgeous views despite our toes getting frostbite. Note...dont wear open toed sandles next time! Then caught the sightseeing bus across the city to Sandy Bay, the posh area of town where all the rich cool kids hang out. Suited us then! Had lunch in a upmarket restaurant then paddled in the sea and watched the waves crash around whilst still sitting directly underneath Table Mountain. I can see why this idilic place is the setting for many photo shoots and film documentries. Utter beauty. We then got on back on our bus and headed to the V&A Waterfront. Wandered around the shops and through the craft market. I think I now want to live in Cape Town, it's just so gorgeous!! Even through the cold (probably around 15degrees) it was all just marvelous. Back on the bus, we headed back up to Long Street for a tad more shopping and to get food for dinner tonight. We're staying in, cooking for ourselves in the hostel kitchen and slobbing out infront of the tv for hostel movie night. niceeeee.

Tomorrow is more shopping (there is a brilliant line of vintage shops near our hostel, very excited!!) and visiting some of the gallerys and museums. Fred flys home tomorrow (boooo) so we are getting a taxi from the hostel to the airport around 2.30pm. As she checks in, I get picked up from the airport and taken to my project around 20km away in Hout Bay.

It's been fantastic having Freds with me. This would no way even have been close to as much fun without her.

Let the adventure continue!!!

Love you all
miss youuuuuuuu
love Freddie and Kates
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