Cape Town Day 3: Mzoli’s!!

03 May 2015

Today, we had a cheerio with Lena who (after 9 months of travelling!!) is finally returning to her family in Luxembourg. So for our final activity, we went on a Free Tour of Cape Town.

As we had already discovered in the Slavery Museum yesterday, Cape Town has a dark and fascinating history and has made significant social growth in the short time since apartheid rule has thankfully been defeated. I was particularly interested in the benches outside the Cape Town courthouse

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I’ll never be able to comprehend the logic (or lack, thereof) that was applied here.

Finally though, after wishing Lena a fond farewell, Sofia, Tilly and I ventured out to a Cape Town Township of Guguleta to visit a whispered about area for lunch called Mzoli’s.

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What is happiness?

16 April 2015

Today and yesterday, as part of our Nature Guide course, we were sent on a South African First Aid Training course.

It was interesting for me, in that it was more or less identical to the St John’s Ambulance First Aid course I did in London a few years ago but with one exciting addition… Snake bites!

It also covered when not to perform CPR, which you may think is obvious but I suppose you should never assume. Such scenarios included when a person has been decapitated, or has clearly been dead for a long time eg. 2 weeks…

Anyway, I’m pleased to report we all passed with flying colours!

But more importantly, we made a fabulous restaurant discovery!

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Curing the Homesick Blues with Ostrich Nuts

12 April 2015

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What a simply perfect weekend!

I have been desperately missing the pleasure of cooking just recently, so while most the Kwantu volunteers spent their weekend in Jeffers Bay, and the remaining two (George and Heather, husband and wife from Canada) stayed in a nice hotel in Port Elizabeth, I took advantage of being the only person remaining in Port Elizabeth’s Albeit Lodge Hostel and decided to commandeer the hostel’s apparently untouched kitchen.

When I say untouched, I don’t mean something new and sparkling… I’m actually using a very polite term for something else altogether.

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