A Monster Pizza at my Table

Here's the update on our last couple of days. Tuesday we checked out the District Six Museum and in the afternoon the mist covering Table Mountain finally cleared. The Mountain did exist afterall! As soon as we saw it we decided it must be climbed immediately. We jumped in a cab and headed towards the Gorge which has got a popular walking track along it. I have to say the drive up to the staring point went for quite some time and I was wondering if there would actually be much mountain left to climb. It was a pretty tough hike but we made it up monstrous stone stairs in less than an hour and a half and the view from the top was amazing:

Wednesday:
Today we checked out the Bo Kaap area and a few shops then headed to the waterfront for a trip to Robben Island. It's a pretty desolate place. Our tour guide was an ex political prisoner who spent 6 years incarcerated at the prison. He told us about working in the lime mines and smashing up pieces of slate which prisoners did just to keep them busy. We also saw Nelson Mandela's tiny cell and walked through the same gates Mandela did when he was freed. There's about 150 people who actually live on the island now. I have to say I wouldn't want to be one of them it's not the nicest place. I suppose at least there's penguins there but it's really isolated and not very pretty (though we weren't allowed to go in the wildlife area of the reserve so maybe that looks a bit nicer).

Once we got back from the waterfront we checked out a few shops and headed out to the Clay Oven for pizza. You can design your own and there were about 30 different ingredients to choose from. Doug created a God awful Chimera of a pizza which included salami, bacon, anchovies, (okay not really three animals but close enough) blue cheese, extra mozarella cheese, olives, bacon, olives, onions, garlic, mushrooms. I think it was quite disgusting and he got laughed at for requesting a doggy bag. Mine was much nicer. After that back to our room (we have a new room now - goodbye to the horrible astroturf carpet and prison toilet, but sadly the karaoke machine. our new room has a stereo in it - yay) to listen to the smooth sounds of Justin Timberlake (argh! I'm so ashamed I now know all the words) anyhoo,
L8rs!
Francoise