Friday, 5 September 2014

Day 40 - 41 Cape Town ( slow paced days )

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After nearly 6 weeks on the road since leaving Johannesburg, and the last 4 weeks, mainly on dirt roads, it was time to take a couple of slack days in this beautiful city, Cape Town.


The first impression of Cape Town was one of youthful and energy, with the majestic back drop of Table Mountain and the white sand beaches at Table View, it has a lot of promises for a interesting few days.




The plan was take it easy for the first day, and do a little city tour the next.

After an early morning walk on the beach at Table View and breakfast, the decision was made to have a hair cut, well, the last one was before leaving Sydney, more than 40 days ago.

When the lady barber ask me what sissor # I wanted, I said "2, may be?!", with big dose of uncertainty, thinking that she may just give it a try for my approval.  Instead, she went, right smack, a big mow from the front middle to the rear....what !!  It was too late......, I just sat there and hope for the best....and here is the BEFORE & AFTER.




Well....fortunately, I won't be seeing my family for another 4 weeks at least......it'll be OK by then, I can only hope.

When I got back to the hostel, even the dog was not impressed...!



And this little hairy thing too.


What can one do !!  So I tried to bury my sorrow with some shopping at the nearby shopping centre.




And the car needs a real cleaning as well...





So it was off to the car wash with a full detailing do.  Luckily, they did not charge me extra, and after 2 hours, the result was impressive.




It was such a lazy day, after a short drive into the city center to the rental car office to extend the contract for another month, I had absolutely no motivation for anything else, but retreating early.

The next morning, I took the car into the city and parked near the helicopter pad, hoping to get a scenic flight to hover above Table Mountain.  Unfortunately, the mist was keeping the top under cover. 



Instead, I walked over to the historical wharf, the ferries for Robben Island, where Nelson Mandela spent most part of his 27 years of incarceration by the Apartheid Government.  The pier's waiting room was preserved as an historical museum.

Other than seeing the rooms and facilities where prisoners were kept when transiting to and from from the Island, 




the most moving exhibits are the letters written by the prisoners family, mostly their wives, seeking permissions to visit them, and the comments made by the officials responsible.




For example, one comment stated, "Only entitled to receive a visit by one person at a time."

Such is the record of a very bleak and dark part of the history of South Africa.

In my heart, Nelson Mandela has always been my number ONE hero.  What I admired most, is his forgiving attitude which allowed the transition of South Africa from white minority to black majority rule without major problems, let alone blood sheds.



Of course, during the trip, I had met with many white South Africans, which are descent fellows, however, some are still uncomfortable with black majority rule, but there are no serious animosity as far as a casual visitor like me, had been able to observe.

I did not feel like going over to Robben Island however, although there are tours available.  Instead, I took a Red City Bus tour, one that enabled me to get off, have a walk, and continued on later with another bus.

It offered a very flexible way to see the city without having to drive and park all the time.







And quite a market just around the fringes of CBD, after the near death mugging at Johannesburg, I was careful not to get too deep into it, however, I do find walking in the center of town, quite safe.




The Castle of Good Hope is a very good museum showing the military history of the Cape.








Fortunately, when I got to the Table Mountain Cable Car station, the mist had cleared, and what a view here.  I planned to walk up to the top in the next couple of days, when the weather stablised.



The backside of Table Mountain has some very good beaches, and also a very scenic perspective of the mountain.



Beaches behind Table Mountain


The Twelve Apostles of Table Mountain rear.
Residential blocks on the ocean side of Table Mountain




Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Day 37 - 39 Spring's in the Air -The Northwestern Cape Flower Route to Cape Town

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A decision had to be made this morning, whether I shall, after crossing the border into South Africa today, bee line for Johannesburg, and end this journey or continue down to Cape Town, and drive along the western and southern coasts of South Africa before headed back to Johannesburg. The latter would take another 30 days or more.


The key question was answered overnight, as the family issue that originally required my immediate presence in China had subsided.  The question were then, will I be able to change my flight booking and the ability to extend the car rental for another month or more.  These two can only be answered when I get to the next town in South Africa which can provide better telephone communications.


So my immediate goal was to cross the nearest border into South Africa, at Orange River.


Village of Orange River, Namibia

Orange River ahead
At the Vioolsdrif Border Post  at Orange River of Republic of South Africa, after having all the paperworks inspected and stamped, the last barrier was the Custom inspection.  Seeing that most every other car were casually inspected and let go, I thought that would be the easiest part of today's journey.

How wrong was I.  As the junior officer who also gave me a casual walk around inspection, was quite ready to let me pass, just as casually, a senior office walked pass, and pull him aside, probably instructing him to give me a "third degree" treatment. I just stand there and watch him taking everything out of my very dusty car, opening and carefully searched through everything.  And kept asking me what was the purpose of my trip etc.  The only thing he did not do was to body search me, other than a patting down.

What was that about, I thought........$^&%&!!!.....?  I was murmuring to myself as I drove through 30 minutes later.  I had the same problem before boarding a flight out of Guayaquil of Ecuador, just a couple of months ago !!  Was it my look, my demeanor or what?  I boiled it down to just, luck !



Anyhow, as I was going south on the A grade highway towards Springbok of South Africa, I noticed that the wild flowers were in bloom. It was a very welcoming sight....  Surprise surprise...Spring's in the air.



Springbok is a busy little town in the Northwestern Cape region of South Africa, it is probably the most modern town I have seen since Swakopmund ( in Namibia ) about 10 days ago, after so much dusty driving in between.  Here I can find shops to get myself a Mobile SIM card, a proper road map of South Africa, and a Tourism Office with some knowledgeable staff and leaflet with useful information.

And I was told, where to see the blooms in play. Instead of passing through, the lure of colourful wild flowers made me stay for an extra 2 nights, how's that for a smart Tourism Office.

I then spent the next day exploring the nearby Namaqua National Park.




Here are samples of the colorful tapestry on display along the way.





And the glorious mosaics inside the park.






Then it was a night at the nearby Kamieskroon, before heading to Cape Town, the first metropolis  (big smoke) since Johannesburg and Pretoria at the beginning of this trip, 38 days and nearly 9,500 Km ago.



So it was a 500 Km long drive to Cape Town.  It was made much longer because of the high number of road work sites for the first couple hundred of kilometers, unfortunately. These sites are generally quite long, some as long as 3 or 4 kilometers, so it could be a long wait for more than 10 minutes before we could pass through a section.  However, the scenery along the way are quite spectacular, as a compensation.





By the time I arrived at Table View, about 20 Km North of Cape town, it was late in the afternoon.  What I saw was very impressive.  After passing through what looks like middle class suburbs with mainly black African families walking between shopping malls, I felt safe, after that life threatening saga in Johannesburg on the first day of this trip, one has to lookout a bit.

Aptly, Table View offers a superb and direct view of the World famous Table Mountain from the beautiful white sand beaches.  Being a breezy day, there were plenty of Kitesurfing, even at this late afternoon.





My first impression of Cape Town was one of an energetic, peaceful and a very livable town.  So far, after 39 days, and nearly 10,000 Km of driving through 3 countries of Southern Africa, leaving the first day of my near death experience in Johannesburg aside, I had always felt safe, and tuned into the energetic young Africans that I had dealt with and came across. Of course there are misgivings and racial differences, however, it has mainly to do with the traditional White settlers having to deal with changes of having to live as a minority, but a rich minority. There is nothing too serious.  On the other hand, youth unemployment still seem to be endemic, especially in Namibia, hope they'll final a solution to that.




So I looked forward to exploring Cape Town and the surrounding region in the coming next 2 or 3 days.