Okay, I know I promised part three was the last one- but it was getting REALLY long- as is this one- but this is the second last one, I swear!
Saturday January 3rd we slept late again. Too fabulous! Then we headed out to Mariners Wharf in Hout Bay for their famous fish and chips, expecting one helluva queue- and were pleasantly surprised by the lack of such! After popping in at the curio shop next door (yet another shop with a big “NO PHOTOS” sign, very annoying), all three of us had fish and chips and a coke on the bench outside the shop. It was delish, albeit rather rich! We then took a stroll along their harbour wall, and into the harbour itself where there are SEVERAL glass bottomed boat/ harbour/ Seal Island/ whale watching boat trips available- for considerably less than we spent when we went from Simonstown! There was also lots of “flea-market” type stuff, you know the painted ostrich eggs and ethnic sculptures and beadwork and the like. We also saw the famous (or is that infamous) singing-and-selling-soap-for-charity Hout Bay twins on the harbour when we left, but hearing them speak irritated me and they were several meters away, so we avoided them J! Funny enough, they’ve been around for years and I’ve seen them on TV, but I could not find them online anywhere!
World of Birds in Hout Bay was our next stop, with the intention of heading for Cape Point later… World of Birds is HUGE though, so be warned if you’re heading out there too! It’s a fabulous place to walk around in, where you actually walk through the aviaries with the birds flying and walking around you, and only the big eagles and some of the parrots are seperated from you by a mesh. Most of the birds are rescue cases too and will not ever be able to go back into the wild. We walked around in there for close to three hours, sat on a gorilla for photos, Damien rescued a peacock chick that fell into the snapping turtle’s pond, and we got chased by an oystercatcher that jumped up and sat on my camera as I took its picture!
On Sunday January 4th after sleeping late we went to Cape Point Nature Reserve and took photographs of ourselves at the VERY windy, most South Westerly point of the African coast! At the top of the hill there’s a walking route that takes you to a lighthouse and a spectacular view and such… but the sign said it was a 1.5 hour round trip (which is for fit people, it would prolly take me 4 hours) so we decided against that. There were also lots and lots of tourists and buses and queues for everything at the top- the gift shop and funicular- so we drove to a slightly quieter point instead. While waiting our turn at the sign, I photographed a family- I think they were German or something judging by the accents- using their camera, and most people were very proper (to use a Wenchy-ism) and stood in the queue leading up to the sign. It wasn’t a long queue, but there were a few people however, who decided that queuing was beneath them and went ahead of everyone else, posing behind the sign for a photograph while the more civilised people were trying to take pictures at the same time! Very rude I thought, especially since the people who were waiting their turn were very nice about not taking their time! There were also lots and lots of windsurfers, and while I was photographing them, there were more unpacking their gear and heading for the beach. While we were driving around inside the park we saw the Diaz and Da Gama crosses, or padraus as they’re also known, photographing them and ourselves with them (and trying not to get blown away), and some gawjiss scenery. It’s such a beautiful place, and there are several walking routes if you are that way inclined- and I wouldn’t mind if I was fitter!
When we left the park it was nearing late afternoon and having spotted a sign a couple of days before, we stopped at the Cape Point Ostrich Farm but didn’t stay… I so badly wanted an ostrich feather fan- but they didn’t have any, and when we saw they were charging R18K and R20K for ostrich leather handbags (no matter how gawjiss they were), we left in quite a hurry. Holy crap, talk about taking tourists for a ride! And the one woman in the shop tried to spin a story about ostrich being the second most valuable leather and how durable it was and and and… but I am sorry, those prices were ludicrous! Instead, we had a snack at a place we found just before Scarborough at a little restaurant. There was also a sculpture garden/ gallery thing with some interesting stuff in it, and we found an awesome art shop called Red Rock Tribal. The guy sources and sells local artworks made of junk and rubbish- truly remarkable stuff! We bought a set of place-mats rolled out of Chappies bubblegum papers, and they’re so cool!
And thats the end of part four…