When Kayla and I finished at the farm sanctuary in Franschhoek, we drove to The Cape of Good Hope, the most south-western point of the African continent. We had been and continued to navigate the old fashioned way, before GPS. We looked at maps while we had wifi, taking screen shots and saving directions. Then we set off, hopeful and lucky, and made it to the Cape in about three hours, which included a couple of stops and a 30 minute wait to pay to get into the national park.
The drive there was so interesting. It passed by the biggest township I have seen so far. Townships are the ramshackle, tin and cardboard homes that many black people in South Africa live in, even many years after Apartheid ended. Let's put it this way: I would be hesitant to park my car in one of these buildings that people are living in. Read more here about townships.
The road led us to very close to the Indian Ocean where the powdery white sand blows across the road. We stopped in the surfer haven of Muizenberg and carried on through Kalk Bay and Simon's Town and eventually got to the entrance of the Table Mountain National Park. That's a little confusing because once there you are about 100 miles from Table Mountain itself, but it is an extension of the park that encompasses the Cape.
We were seeing signs warning us about dangerous baboons. We have both heard how troops of baboons wander around and grab your food and worse. They can even break into houses and tear them apart. They are big and fierce. I didn't see any baboons the entire day.
Earlier on our drive we had seen wildebeest and some kind of antelope with long horns that grow back over their heads. These both appeared to be in a large fenced pasture.
After driving out to the end of the park, we walked up to the top with the lighthouse and into the wind. It felt like a real possibility that your iPhone might we blown out of your had. No one has ever had good hair in a photo at the Cape of Good Hope. It was an extraordinary view of oceans all around.
Then we drove back and over to the actual Cape Good Hope and posed for photos. One our way out of there, 7 or 8 full grown ostriches decided to cross the road in front of us. It was a true Africa experience. Just amazing!
We drove back to Sea Point in Cape Town where we are both staying and had a chance to relax.