This may be slightly premature, but the rainy weather in the city today has made me realise that we are stepping closer to winter in Cape Town every day. It has been an interesting summer. I didn’t spend half as much time on the beach as I usually do. This is evident in that my “tan” has already started fading, and my summer glow is almost gone.
Nights are getting colder, the sun is setting slightly, but noticeably earlier. Another way of telling that winter is surely en route is by the migration of all who can afford to travel to warmer places. My friends have all (every single one of them) decided to go overseas this winter, I have New York, Spain, Vietnam, Turkey and Bali on the travel list of places to research slightly so I know where my buddies are hanging out, so I can “travel” with them.
I love hearing about all the adventures, or misadventures, shopping and restaurants, and I will be along for the ride inside a Black Berry or/and an Ipad or whatever, while cozy-ing it up in Cape Town. I am so looking forward to road trips to Hermanus, wine tasting in Stellenbosch and some serious yummy comfort food in Franschhoek.
For me, winter is a time to quiet down and reflect, review my goals and do some serious introspection. I am hoping to take up Hot Vinyassa at Jai and learn to cook Thai food… and then there is the French, I have been threatening to learn French for the past two years and have just never gotten around to it, now I just need to find a patient peep from France to sit down and teach moi.