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Africa > South Africa > Feb 26 - Mar 4, 2006 ![]() ![]() |
Back to South Africa,
Africa Prev: Zanzibar Next: Stellenbosch |
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Overview:
We spent 6 nights in and around Cape Town, including the peninsula. Just to be clear, we did like Cape Town, and indeed all of South Africa, very much. Scroll down for the stories, or skip directly to a section: Airport Arrival, ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
South African Rand (ZAR) ZAR 1 = US$ 0.1624 US$ 1 = ZAR 6.16 check current rates Telephone: +27 |
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Satellite Photo:
See this satellite map
of the Cape Town area with pushpins and then zoom in at least once.
Or the South Africa satellite map. |
See Lonely Planet's site for more info |
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Airport Arrival:
From Jo'burg, we enjoyed business class on our 2 hour, 10 minute flight to Cape Town
on South African Airways,
inc. champagne before takeoff and yet another meal.
There wasn't much exciting scenery (desert, mountains), until we circled around the shorelines
near Cape Town (possibly over False Bay).
Around 16:30, the temperature was sunny and warm (25° C),
though it had been hot (over 30° C) |
Cape Town airport (CPT) is 25 minutes from downtown along a freeway. |
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![]() On the way into town along the N2 highway, we passed what I thought was a nuclear power plant (it certainly looked like a nuclear tower) but later found out was a disused coal burning electrical plant. We also saw the "ramp to nowhere" at the end of the downtown end of the elevated N2 highway, a site often used in movies. Hover over me! |
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We stayed 6 nights at the
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R340/night Breakfast: R25 pp Internet: R25/hr "backpackers" is the Australian term for "hostel" which is gaining popularity as it doesn't have the "youth hostel" connotation |
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We settled in, luxuriating in the thought of not moving for 6 nights,
then walked 5 minutes around the corner to Main St and chose the
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Dinner: R94 + tip inc. mango shake R18 |
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Breakfast: R25 pp Laundry: R7/kg |
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We took Susan to a medical clinic in the same building as the huge Tourist Info office
at the V&A Waterfront, which was not the SAA travel clinic that the
hostel had pointed us to. Recall that Susan had been quite ill in Zanzibar a few days earlier,
and we needed to double check some things.
We purchased tickets for the Robben Island tour later that day at 16:00 and then enjoyed
lunch
at Den Anker (The Anchor), the oldest Belgian pub/resto
just across from the famous clock tower and swinging pedestrian bridge.
We sat inside because the wind was too cool and the clouds were moving in. On leaving the restaurant, I accidentally bumped into the corner of a table, which hit my pocket, and more specifically the shutter of my digital camera in that pocket! In fact it bent the shutter inwards such that it wouldn't open; I had to unbend the shutter manually to make the camera work again! |
SAA = South African Airways Lunch: R130 + tip Tip: If your camera is in your pocket, make sure the lens is facing your body, not outwards! |
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Robben Island:
Leaving from the V&A Waterfront, the
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R150 pp, 2.5 hours |
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First you get a 45 minute narrated bus tour of the island, inc. the lime quarry with "hole university." This is followed by a 30 minute guided tour of the prison, inc. some time to read the "Cell Stories," a collection of artifacts and stories from different former inmates in 40 isolation cells. |
Tip: try to give yourself extra time for the Cell Stories by taking a later
return ferry. |
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One thing that makes the tour especially fascinating is that
the tour is led by former political prisoners.
Our guide that day was "Sparks," who had spent 7 years at Robben Island as a political prisoner himself!
It was both amazing, and a further testament to Nelson Mandela's vision of reconciliation
in freeing and uniting the country,
that "Sparks" (and other ex-political prisoners) were able to forgive his former jailors
and bear them no ill will. The experience was very moving, enlightening, appalling and sad. I almost hate to mention it (so as not to take away from the historical poignancy of the visit), but as an added bonus, there is a small penguin colony on the island near the ferry dock. Very cute! |
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Back at the V&A Waterfront, we searched the modern mall for a suitable restaurant for
dinner
as we were quite hungry already.
We settled on Primi, an Italian restaurant whose main feature that night was immediate seating.
The hot beef salad was very tasty and large; the pizzas brought to other tables looked tasty.
Sitting at a table near the bar, we noticed that the Passion Cordial which Susan liked was from the Rose's
brand (as in Rose's Lime Cordial, Rose's Grenadine) and they also had a Rose's Kola Tonic
(say what? we didn't try that one).![]() ![]() |
Dinner: R90 + tip |
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![]() Read about the fascinating ![]() |
R280 pp, 4 hours |
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We were starving by the time we returned to Cape Town, 30 min later than anticipated (which is positive,
as it meant we had spent more time seeing things!).
We immediately headed to the News Cafe for lunch. After ordering, I quickly returned to our
backpackers to drop off our day bags and get more cash for lunch and picking up our laundry.
We enjoyed a tasty, relaxing
lunch
on the patio with partial sun, flipping through the local newspaper.
The fruit shakes were especially refreshing. |
Lunch: R138 + tip |
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We picked up our sizeable laundry and spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing at the backpackers.
We had expected to meet my friend Phil (short for Philippa) for dinner, but she left a message
for us at the backpackers rescheduling for the next day. |
Laundry: R7/kg (~7kg!!) |
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We walked back to the V&A Waterfront in the early evening.
We browsed the Cape Union Mart, an outdoor clothing/gear store similar to REI and MEC stores in
the USA and Canada, respectively. We enjoyed a lovely 2 hour dinner with good live jazz (nightly) at the Green Dolphin, sitting at a table directly in front of the stage. While both of our fish dishes were excellent, Susan's Cape Salmon lacked that distinctive salmon taste and pink colour. We later discovered at the aquarium that my Kingklip was a local deep water fish (white meat). They had two different cover charges for the live jazz depending on whether or not the table had a view of the stage; the price difference was so small that I recommended getting the "sighted table" (view of the stage). |
Dinner: R248 + tip + R25 pp cover charge for jazz ("sighted table") ![]() |
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Downtown:
Wednesday, March 1 was Election Day, so many business were closed, though thankfully not all of the
tourist attractions. It was a cold, windy and gray day.
Before heading out from the hostel, we researched car rentals on the Internet, as we wanted to pick
up a car the next day, 2 days earlier than our original reservation with
Europcar.
This became a bit of a nightmare, as Travelocity did not properly forward our reservation to Europcar. |
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We crossed the street and waited for a bus, but hopped in to the "more expensive" minibus shared taxi
which arrived first, for the brief ride to downtown, getting off at the main Long Street. We popped into 2 of the 3 car rental agencies near that intersection, but the rates were no better than our online booking. |
R4 pp, 1.5km |
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We perused the
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R20 pp |
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We walked down the pedestrian St George's Mall, almost deserted due to the election,
and ate a quick shawarma lunch with an excellent mint tea.
As we sat outside, the wind blew dust on us and knocked over the parasol;
meanwhile, the Turkish proprietor shooed away a particularly annoying beggar. |
Lunch: R50 |
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We visited the
![]() There was an interesting contemporary exhibit containing quotations and info about the "potential of the human spirit" from a wide-ranging group of notable scientists, athletes and artists. |
R10 pp |
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![]() We had difficulty finding a taxi to the aquarium, so we kept walking along a few streets in the direction we were headed, until we made it to a busy intersection and finally hailed a taxi. The ![]() |
Taxi: R27 Aquarium: R165 pp |
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Susan had a cold and wanted to relax in the evening, so we grabbed some stuff from a pharmacy in the mall
and a quick fast-food meal for Susan.
We walked back to the hostel, a few minutes late for meeting up with my friend Phil (Philippa, aka Phlea),
who came by the hostel to pick us up for an evening out.
Brendan, an Aussie on a 3 years, 4x around the world (so far!) backpacking mission,
was driving a rental car, taking Phil and I to the posh Atlantic suburb of Camps Bay,
where Phil's friend Pips (also Philippa) lived at her parents' rented house with a terrific view. |
I had met Phil and Pips at a hostel in Las Vegas almost 3 years prior Brendan had met them in London at The Generator hostel, where I have also stayed |
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I hung out for the evening with Pips and Phlea and some of their uni friends (breaking out the boxed wine, as they had all but emptied the liquor cabinet the night before :-) chatting about this and that. Brendan drove Phil back to town early in the evening, as she had to finish watching a movie, which had been interrupted the night before due to the rolling power blackouts. Pips went to bed somewhat early, and when we left after midnight, we had trouble unlocking the front door to get out (no, we weren't drunk). | ||||
With no fruit salad available this morning, we headed into town for breakfast.
After waiting a few minutes at the bus stop, we grabbed a taxi into town.
We walked along Long St and enjoyed a tasty
"brunch"
at Lola's Café, sitting inside because it was too cool outside.
Browsing the shops along Long St, I noticed a preponderance of boho-chic clothing stores,
often with half-height gates in front of the door, requiring you to buzz and be let in
(due to shoplifting concerns). |
Taxi: R27 |
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![]() At the far end was the excellent ![]() |
R20 pp inc. show |
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We walked through downtown towards the Waterfront Holiday Inn (not to be confused with the V&A waterfront)
to pick up our rental car. Click
here
for more info on our problems booking this car online (note that usually I have no problems with Europcar). We drove back to the backpackers and phone Pips regarding dinner; she arrived soon thereafter with Brendan and another friend (but unfortunately Phil was busy). For flexibility, Susan and I followed them in our rental car... our scenic drive took us around the point again, then past Sea Point, Clifton, Camps Bay and down the west coast, through Hout Bay, across scenic tolled Chapman's Peak, then cut across the peninsula via Silvermine Nature Reserve, past Muizenberg and into Kalk Bay. Some of the areas had no power at the time, which also knocked out traffic signals (called "robots" here). |
Toll: R22 / car |
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![]() Pips and her friends said the restaurant was "cheap" so we expected a student dive; it's not, and in fact it was one of the more expensive Kalk Bay restaurants in our guidebook (when we looked it up the next day). We also learned about parking "attendants" on the streets of South Africa. Basically they are non-White entrepreneurs, who hang out and keep a loose eye on your car in exchange for a tip (say R2, always paid it when you return to the car; sometimes they ask for money up front, and they might not be around when you return). |
Dinner: R180 inc. tip |
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We drove back to the backpackers via the fairly direct M3 highway straight north to Cape Town
(despite warning about not driving at night, which seemed aimed more at bad parts of town and
rural highways). Plus, having been in the car with Brendan the night before, I could see it wasn't
a big problem. |
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Table Mountain:
The next morning we drove to the V&A Waterfront for another quick doctor consultation
and split one large breakfast plate at the pancake resto near the clock tower. |
2 hrs free parking! |
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![]() ![]() It's much cooler and windier up top; it was windy and downright chilly (I should have brought socks and a sweater - my long pants and a light jacket were not enough; I even had to put on my gloves while taking pictures!). ![]() |
R115 pp return (you can hike one or both ways if you are ambitious) |
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The views are spectacular, looking northwards over downtown Cape Town and across the water to Robben Island;
to the west are the ritzy Atlantic suburbs including Camps Bay. Unfortunately Susan had to descend after 10 minutes as her head cold caused too much pressure in her ears. Shortly after that, they stopped allowing people up due to the high winds; I also heard "stay near to the top gondola station" alerts on the loudspeakers. I spent another 30 minutes going around the Agama Walk (the shortest of 3 walks) to take pictures. They had nice fynbos ("fine bush") inc. heaths, reeds and proteas along the walk, and some rather large not-shy dassies (rock hyraxes, like the ones we saw in Tanzania). |
You can also do longer hikes, or even abseil from the top |
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On our last day in Cape Town, we finally took care of our mobile phone rental.
The Europcar location didn't have the promised phone, so we drove to the V&A Waterfront
to get our "deal" at the Vodacom shop in the mall.
Oddly, the cost of renting a SIM chip is the same as renting a phone, but for the latter you
need to buy extra insurance at the store (otherwise a lost/stolen rental phone costs you R2000!)
Susan's phone wasn't unlocked -- we should have brought mine, which is -- so the 4 week phone
rental cost us an extra US$45 in insurance. |
R??? phone rental R2.80/min outgoing free incoming phone insurance: R10/day |
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Departure By Car:
Late on Saturday afternoon, we finally bid adieu to Cape Town and drove to
Stellenbosch
in the wine region, about one hour east of Cape Town. |
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