It's 07.30 on my final full day in Cape Town and I have no intention of allowing Mr Bug to get the better of me any longer. I have by this time been in bed since Monday night. Under instruction to pack his bags and vacate the premises I left Mr Bug to 'bug off' and I leapt out of bed. I sensed that I was a little frail having eaten nothing bar a couple of biscuits the day before and I suspect there was a slight stagger in my walk caused by the floating sensation. I normally only suffer from this after a night out in Barnes! Lie.
Pasta. It seemd like a good idea, and it was. I headed off to the Cape Quarter in the Waterkant area of town which is a 10 minute walk from Long Street where my hostel is. Waterkant has a similar feel to Bo-Kaap which it borders on, with the brightly coloured little houses, cobbled, hilly streets and tidy presentation. Shops packed with beautiful African art and antiques sit alongside restaurants and delicatessens. Amble through an arch on a cobbled path and you walk into Cape Quarter wich is a stylish little complex lined with restaurants and a few boutiques. I took a seat outside Andiamo and ordered a bowl of fresh pasta, some water and some white wine to settle my stomache! Oh and of course a fresh coffee to wash it all down with. So there Mr Bug. Ha!
At 20.00 I hopped in a cab to S-Bar to meet Sabrine and her boyfriend who I was meant to see the night before. S-Bar is a very chic night spot that serves great cocktails and sushi... I indulged in the former naturallly. Sabrine is the daughter of my father's friend and she has been so pro-active in trying to meet up and give me an idea of what to do in Cape Town. This girl has it all.... natural style, charisma, looks, intelligence and charm. It was an absolute pleasure to meet her! Now of course I am expecting a similar write up in return.
Mandy and Herman then turned up and whisked me off to see some more of Cape Town's stylish night spots. However being a Wednesday in the middle of the winter we found that everything was either closed down for refurbishment or so dead that we would have been the party. We all agreed that a party needs more than three pulses. Of course lentils, chick peas and rice would be a good start but personally a few blood related pulses would be more exciting. Herman and Mandy persevered and finally we piled into a great bar with a pool table and gloomy lighting. The walls were papered with all sorts of labels and packaging while the dark bar was packed with enough spirits to overwhelm the Ghostbusters. After a a few cheeky ones we made a move and headed home, saying my farewells to Handy and Merrman as they booted me out into Long Street!
I love you Mingus and thank you so much for the effort you went to to show me around. It was so great to see you and Herrrrrman and I truly hope that we can catch up again soon. And remember....
"Always make sure that you are at the positive end of the receiving end!"
Mandy Swart, 2007
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