While there I got to see the town hall and this thing called The Castle which is an actual castle in fact, an old military stronghold complete with moat and all. We just happened to come back through during the changing of the guard! We also passed by this place called District 6, which is ripe with Apartheid history. Tony is really great about pointing out interesting and important sites and features and telling me about them along the way.
Photos and all to come - again, I'm kind of knackered and I have to re-size them all and whatnot before they can be posted.
I hope to go out again to the craft market this evening and pick up some souvenirs. Right now I have to take care of the exotic African task of... picking up my laundry and putting it away!
Update: Alright, photos!
A shot of the beautiful [Victorian?] building that is Cape Town City Hall.
Shot of the castle, with the moat in the foreground.
I think these are supposed to represent the various occupants of the castle over time. Looks like the flags are Dutch, English, French, English, old South African, and new South African.
If I do say so myself, a great splice of two photos showing the fort with Table Mountain perfectly framed in the background. Gorgeous!
Changing of the guard.
And me... with a canon.
Well! Not much more one can say about that I suppose...
Also, in the end we (just AJ and I this time) made it back to the craft market. I really like that place! The first stall we passed had some beautiful cushion covers, though I couldn't justify paying that much for something I wasn't sure I could use... It was funny, as we walked away from her stall Aj started to say something, then stopped and laughed. "I was going to say something to you in Afrikaans but well..." I told him to tell me anyway and he said something about the woman not being from South Africa... Makes me feel good that he would have that impulse. Don't worry! Soon enough I'll have absorbed enough of that language, and probably several others. It's so refreshing to walk around and everywhere I go hear a difficult tongue.
Anyway, made a few lesser purchases, and I have decided I'm not going to bring home a plant, seeing as that's going to consist of TOOOOOO much paperwork!
The sky has been dark the last two days and it started to rain softly. So funny to hear the mutterings of many stall-keepers. I enjoyed it; it's a homely sort of rain that made me feel fresh and alive.
Have you ever noticed how when it rains all of the senses are heightened? The smell of rain, the feel of it kissing your skin, the taste of it, the sound of it drumming a tattoo on different surfaces... :)
No photos of course; I wouldn't risk getting the camera wet.
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