10/3/11

Africa 2001, The Last Week (or so): Bungee jumping, Robben Island, and a morning mugging


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I started my first day without Tim by taking his spot on a tour of the Cape, feeling mildly guilty that I benefitted from his departure, and severely exhausted from the night before. We visited a seal colony, a penguin colony, a winery, the gorgeous Kirstenbosch gardens, and the tip of the Cape of Good Hope (it's not the southernmost point in Africa no matter what you were taught in high school).

All day, our guide Peter filled us with tidbits of history, geology, biology, politics, and economics. To sensitive American ears his commentary was somewhere between pleasantly unguarded and totally offensive.
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