Today was our last day in Cape Town We started off pretty early with Hannah, Elizabeth and I taking a very expensive taxi out into Noordhoek to ride horses on the beach. We got there for our 9:00 booking, and got excited for the ride ahead. I haven’t ridden in a while (well, hadn’t), so I was a little bit nervous. We got our horses (mine was Maestro, Hannah’s was Cognac, and Elizabeth’s was Habana), and set out on the trail. It was 5 of us, including the three of us, our guide, and some dude who just likes to ride, apparently. It was a 2 hour ride, and it was a gorgeous day to go. I wish I had given her my camera, the beach was amazing. We trotted and cantered a little bit, although Maestro was gung ho on beating everyone else to the finish. We walked a beautiful fynbos trail back to the stables, and then dismounted after a few pictures. We took another expensive cab ride back, and ate leftovers for lunch.
After a relaxing afternoon of music loading, we set off for Robben Island as a group. We took a ferry there, which was about a half hour. Once there, we loaded onto busses to get to the actual prison, where we were taken around by one of the inmates from the time of use. We went to see Nelson Mandela’s cell, as well as many of the other cells with very intriguing stories inside. We went inside one of the communal cells to look around, and also talk about life as it differed between coloreds, Indians and Africans. We then took a boat tour of the island, stopping at a few choice locations. I kicked myself for most of this section, as I had forgotten to switch my camera battery before we left, and it died soon after the prison tour. Luckily I got pictures of everything in there. After the island tour, we made a quick run through the gift shop, and then headed back to the harbor on the ferry. A bunch of us went to dinner at the Ocean Basket again (more oysters for me!!), and then headed back for one last night at the backpackers. Here ends my blog for the next two weeks, so I will see you all again in the middle of April!
The Joke
It's a frickin' elephant
A class of five-year old students are learning to read.
One of them pointed at a picture in a zoo book and said,
"Look at this! It's a frickin' elephant!"
The teacher took a deep breath, then asked... "What did you call it?"
"It's a frickin' elephant! It says so on the picture!"
And so it does...
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