Friday Night
You know that feeling you get on Fridays after you get off work/school? 'Tis such a great feeling. Friday kicked off with a picnic at the beach. At night, the four of us first went to Dubliners...you guessed it, an Irish pub. The bar is built in authentic Irish style, very much like the McKinnon's in Montreal. After a few drinks and a few hours had gone by, we went for dinner at Nando's and began our walk to Green Dolphins, a live jazz bar at V & A Waterfront where we spent the rest of our night. Classy.
Saturday
In almost every picture or painting of Cape Town, you see these mountains that lay across the landscape. Today, the boys climbed Table Mountain, the largest of the them all, uniquely featured by a flat top...hence "Table" Mountain. As the sign posts suggested, the hike up the mountain should take us 2 to 2.5 hours. Us being men in our prime, we decided to verify its validity.
Our first few steps, or hundreds of steps, didn't seem difficult at all. The trail was flat, though narrow, gave us no trouble. At a split-point where we choose the trail up the mountain, we headed up the "Gorge". The game changed; gradual slope turned into steep-steps up the mountain. In the clouds with backs towards the scorching sun, we felt the ultimate the heat and humidity. Our pace, however, did not slow down one bit. On our way, we passed many many hikers, and were passed by none. An hour twenty minutes later, history was made.
It was unfortunate that it was a cloudy day, the view from the top was no where at its best. After a beer and a bit of rest at the top, we retraced our steps back to town; about the same time going down as going up.
Sunday
The grand opening of the community center at Endlovu ("complete", but lack of flooring, ceiling, and unpainted) calls for a celebration. The local church held its Sunday mass there; many people attended, passionate speeches were given. The Xhosa mass (Catholic) is different from our ordinary service, the Xhosa mass involves a lot of dancing and singing...and I mean A LOT. Every few minutes, everyone would get up on his or feet and follow the beat. The women lead the dances with their singing and drumming while the men are more reserved.
The church service lasted hours; we didn't stay till the end, leaving at around 2PM. En-route back to town, we stopped at a BBQ court for lunch, and relaxed a bit checking out a beach and a market. When the sun set, we headed to a fancy bar, Capris, at Camps Bay, where the bar scene isn't so dead on a Sunday night.
It's amazing the range of conversation goes on between us...when we have a couple of drinks.
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