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Jan
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We woke up and went down for breakfast, an unusual setup but the full complement was there – fruit juice, cereal, tea, coffee & fried goods. After breakfast we wandered down Long Street to Computaria, an internet café, surfed for a while and found out the details for my day at the wedding.
We popped back to the hotel to drop off & pick up some things and the manager called us over to the desk. It turned out that the journalist who interviewed us yesterday was from the Cape Times and both mine and James’ names appeared in an article about the exchange rate for the Rand and Cape Town tourism, I even managed to get in a direct quote! The manager had been reading the Cape Times and spotted our names, we’d not been in the country for 24 hours and we’d already got in the local paper!
We then headed down to the Castle of Good Hope, the oldest building in South Africa built by the Dutch but ran by the English until fairly recently. Our (free) guided tour was hosted by a gentleman named Sasa who not only knew a lot about the history of the castle and also put the facts across in an amusing way. We spent quite a while wandering around the castle then headed across town (in a route somehow both circular and zigzagged), gathered-up as many copies of the Cape Times as we could hold & headed back to the hotel. Thankfully our bags had been delivered so we now had a full complement of clothing and most importantly underwear! Tired by the convoluted wanderings of the afternoon James had a sleep; I went back to Computaria to print off a few last details about the wedding and called Brad (another wedding guest) who offered to give me a lift to the wedding.
In the evening we decided to head to Kloof Street (about an hour’s walk from town) which we’d read was a good area for restaurants, we ended-up in a bar/restaurant called Cool Runnings. Everything there had a Jamaican theme to it, the atmosphere was superb and the food was excellent – both of us had curry (James had meat, I had veggie) and we shared a veggie snack basket called ‘Da Rabbit Food’. James had a good amount of Windhoek and Ash had a couple of pints of a cocktail called the Pan Galactic Gargleblaster!
On the way back we decided to visit a club I had read about called More, the DJ was playing house music & the bar was serving Vodka & Redbull – what more could we need?