Adventures of Cape Town

Wow. Where do I even begin? When the Captain came over the intercom around noon, Sunday February 13th, saying that we had arrived in Cape Town and the Pilot was about to be airlifted in to guide us through the harbor, I ran out onto the pool deck and was filled with excitement. I guess you could say it’s pretty pathetic that after only 2 days of sailing all of the crew onboard couldn’t wait to get off.

While we waited for immigration and customs to “clear” the ship, everyone began to plan how they would spend their next 24 hours off ship. After a very long 2 hour process, the Captain finally dismissed us and I was on my way to hike Table Mountain in the heat of the day, not a cloud in the sky with Julie, Sophie (both roommates) and Daniel. Yes, pure excitement was clearly shown  on my face even though I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into as I was off to hike with elders, well all over the age of 30 : )

As I led the pack up the mountain…well now, this is not some Colorado mountain so do not be confused..but it was more of a rocky, uphill staircase that we conquered that day in 90 degree weather. The view from the top was breath taking. There’s something about the beach and mountains and when they intercede it’s just unbelievable. No lie, one of the best moments of my life.

My good friend Adele, who is half South African, actually has family in Cape Town so she invited me to spend the night with her at her Aunt San’s house. It was so much fun hearing about Cape Town from a native, enjoying tea in her lovely garden and a delicious homemade dinner. Felt like I was home from college! Woah weird…not yet.

Needless to say, now I’m stuck on the sea for 14 days and so thankful that I have felt far from sea sick thus far. Next update will entail of the hilarious sailing photos and stories    : ) Hope all is well back in the states!