Today we hop into cheap mode of transport. US$1.00 will get you a trip all the way into Cape Town Central Business District. We will walk back home from where we get dropped off (I suspect the rikki is going to make a mistake and drop us off in the colourful Bo-Kaap, about 8kms from home.) From there we will just aimlessly perambulate home. No rush today.
Okay, hop in, space for a squashed dozen in this rikki.
Oops, we were taken a tad too far. This is the Bo-Kaap. Ten minutes from home.
Trees down by the beach.
A more familiar supper for anyone?
Tomorrow is Friday, tomorrow we are going to paint the town red. At night. So make sure you have a good night's sleep and have enough hangover medication.
Heavy walking today, wear comfortable shoes. First we'll walk along the beach to the pleasant little courtyard in the Winchester Hotel for breakfast. Keep your US$7.00 ready for a delicious and varied buffet breakfast. Then via a shopping complex to get some biltong (trust me, you'll like it). Then a slow walk back to watch the sun set over the sea.
No, no, we don't litter. Not even on the beaches.
Breakfast at the Winchester Hotel, as promised yesterday.
Americans would call this a "jerky" bar. An expensive delicacy here.
Okay, who brought the darn dawg?
We have not yet gone further than walking distance from home. Get ready for the "rikki ride" tomorrow! Does anyone have any special requests?
Anything specific that you would like to see? Leave a message in the suggestion box and we will do out best to accommodate your wishes.
Hmmm, a bit misty outside this morning. It often happens in Sea Point during both winter and summer. In summer it clears up very quickly, by 9am there is no sign of the early morning mist. So, first we will have a quick cup of freshly brewed coffee at home and then we will go walking through more of Sea Point. We're not going to a bar today, so make sure your flask is full and that you are ready for a good old walk.
One of the misty views from the lounge. More to follow.
Ah, Winchester Hotel. Tomorrow we will have breakfast there.
Yeah, people in Sea Point also read the newspapers.
Odd thing, this flag. To be seen all over Sea Point. I love it!
I am doing my best not to exhaust you. A little bit each day. I hope you are enjoying the tour ....
Today we are just going for a short walk. We are going to find something light for supper and we'll observe whatever else we can see along the road.
Good to see you got your hair done for the shopping trip.
... the kitties need feeding too ... (normally we buy from the vet)
Closed during the day, we'll have to come back later.
A prerequisite in Sea Point: eyes in the back of your head.
Soon the authorities are going to ask me to hand this camera in at a police station. They say I am not allowed to walk around in the streets with a concealed weapon.
Starting today, I am going to take you on a walk around Sea Point.
Gangsterism, sex, drugs, murder, mayhem, brothels, prostitution and protection rackets.
All true. But that is not all.
Despite being a large scale den of iniquity, Sea Point is packed with hidden treasures.
I love and hate Sea Point and during the next week or so I am going to show you why. So, put on your walking shoes, fill your hip flask and open your mind.
We start this walk in the street that I live in (point A on the map below):
This is where we start. Yes, that is the sea in the background.
Part of the problem with living in Sea Point is that there is no off-street parking. As you can see in the picture, it is a nice sunny day so people have all gone off to one of the many local beaches. At 6pm during the week, there is hardly any free parking spaces left on the sides of the street for visitors.
I live in an apartment block on the right of this picture, about halfway down the street. The front of the apartment that I am in looks away from the beach, so no sea views from home. But, there are other views from home that I will show you later in the week.
This street is a dead end at the top (where the picture was taken from), with the result is that there is not much traffic up and down the street. Safe for kitties! (Mind you, I have a small private garden and our cats never travel as far as the street.)
The main shopping street in Sea Point was imaginatively named Main Road, as are many other streets in Cape Town. We will also walk along Main Road later in the week.
Okay, I know that most of you who are aware of the happenings in Sea Point during the past week are eager to find out about the macabre. So we will deal with that first and the rest of the week will be less grim.
Today's stop (now is a good time to take a large sip from that hip flask) is at the scene of the Sea Point gay massage parlour massacre, number 7 Graham Street (point B on the map below.) This is a brisk 10 minute walk from where we started this tour (see picture above) and these sad happenings are currently dominating the headlines of many of our newspapers, news bulletins and talk shows.
Today, while out taking these photographs, I bumped into an old policeman friend of mine who reckons they are very close to nabbing the suspects in this case. But, at this stage the papers aren't saying anything much about what they know and how the case is developing.
The house where the massacre took place.
Do I ever feel unsafe in Sea Point? No. Not ever. Having lived my entire life in a crime-ridden country, I like to think that I have a certain amount of street smarts.
MAP:
Sea Point map - 6 years old and tattered.
Tomorrow we will browse around Main Road and have a look at the odd and quaint shops and people that form part of the rich texture and culture of this little suburb on the Atlantic Seaboard.
IMPORTANT PS: Malcolm, you need to get comments on your site.
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Saturday, 25 January 2003
Sea Point last Sunday afternoon.
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Friday, 24 January 2003
For the record, yesterday's post does not indicate an opinion with regard to the 2003 Bloggies.
It is simply there because I stumbled upon it elsewhere and thought that it would be a good idea to have it right here, for ease of reference.
I have been going around circles and stumbling over the same blogs in my searches for something new and different to read. There are heaps of blogs in the list below that I have never visited before and I am really enjoying browsing through them. Some might even make it to my blogroll ....
As far as I am concerned, adding someone to one's blogroll is a far greater and more personal award than any other.
Thus, if you are listed on FLIGHTLESS FARRAGO's blogroll (to the left, not below), you may claim the following award for yourself:
Now go outside and have some fun!
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Thursday, 23 January 2003
This post via here and here (also see here and here):
Meme
Boobies to Florida, Bloginality, Iraqi Evite, Monday Mission, Picture Yourself, The Friday Five, Warchalking, Googlism, Link and Think, PromoGuy.net, Trent Lott, Racial Remarks, 100 Things About Me, RSS feeds, Reasons For Love, Participation Positives, Theme Thursday, Blogchalking, Free Davezilla, Trackback, Blogger Snowball Fight, Mike needs to get famous and fast, Black People Love Us, This or That Tuesday, Blogtree, Saturday Scruples, Fisking
FLIGHTLESS FARRAGO can now be reached by using the following URL:
www.farrago.za.net
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Just this for now. I won't be doing anymore Macbeth searches, that's certain!
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Monday, 20 January 2003
Sunday afternoon in Sea Point.
Monday morning in Sea Point.
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Sunday, 19 January 2003
Just a small difference ...
They are growing up too fast.
Cinder, their sister, who lives with my brother.
We went to my brother's home for supper last night. Chutney and Charlie's mother and brother and sister live with my brother and his fiancee. It was sad that we couldn't take Chutney and Charlie along to play with their siblings and cuddle with their mother.
But, cats aren't like that.
Perhaps there is a lesson for humans in there somewhere.
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Saturday, 18 January 2003
Seen in Long Street, Cape Town, South Africa.
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Friday, 17 January 2003
I am off to go and see this. Help yourselves to the beers in the fridges.
What happens if I have absolutely nothing to say? Am I still obliged to come and post a post here on FLIGHTLESS FARRAGO about the fact that I have nothing to say?
Nothing interesting happened at work today. I took no pictures. No exciting conversations to report. I didn't discover any more interesting blogs. In fact I have hardly been on the 'net at all yet today.
I didn't go to any interesting places. Didn't eat or drink anything unusual. Nothing exciting in the local news today to share with the world. Nothing unusual about how cute the kittens are or that the chili plants are growing as expected.
Nobody tried to sell me an electronic dream catcher. My magnetic fields are not sufficiently misaligned to report about it. I don't have singing bowls or a drum.
Coffee tastes the same as yesterday. The weather is neither too hot or too cold. Same old songs played in the car. Same old Monday night line-up on TV.
2. Jeneane and George and Jenna are back from holiday.
3. Another blogdaddy is on the way. (Good to see bloggers do more than just blogging ...)
4. John Denver never got to understand cats: Well I guess I'll just go walking The cat's no good for talkin' to He don't know what I'm saying And the rain is always Playing on my mind On my mind ~~~Yellow Cat
6. More later, as I figure out wazzup ... or perhaps this is going to be all for today.
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Friday, 10 January 2003
We're going with!
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Sunset Fried egg over Blouberg.
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JenBen has been busy ... TMI TALK:"A public blog for women to talk about all those things related to them without the fear of grossing out the other gender. Men, you are welcome too, but you have been warned!"
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Thursday, 9 January 2003
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Wednesday, 8 January 2003
Rrrrrrrrrrright. I am not going to get involved in the debate, but I do have a point of view:
I went to the Movable Type site, downloaded the file and then read the installation instructions. Man, that stuff was written for aliens!
I guess I am just going to have to declare, very dramatically, that this will never be a "real" blog.
No permalinks (is that like permafrost?), no trackbacks (whatever that may be), no RSS (huh?) stuff.
Just links and comments and daily posts.
And a flock of fish eaters.
GULP!
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Monday, 6 January 2003
There is something to be said for a voice that can sing a song that I never really cared for much, in such a way that it causes goosebumps in 35C weather.
Stay with me (Pagowoy/Weiss)
Where did you go When things went wrong, baby, And who did you run to, To find a shoulder To lay your head upon. Baby, wasn't I there, Didn't I take good care of you?
Oh no, I can't believe you leaving me...
Stay with me, baby, Stay with me, baby... Won't you stay with me, baby, I can't go on...
Who did you touch When you need tenderness? I gave so much And in return I found happiness. Baby, what did I do? Maybe I was too good, too good for you.
No, no, I can't believe you leaving me.
Stay with me, baby, Stay with me, baby. Won't you stay with me, baby, I can't go on.
Remember, You said you're always gonna need me, Remember, You said you'd never, ever leave me, Remember, remember, I'm asking you, begging you.
Stay with me, baby, Stay with me, baby... Won't you stay with me, baby? I can't go on, can't go on...
Stay with me, baby, Stay with me, stay with me, baby. Won't you stay with me, baby? I can't go on...
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Sunday, 5 January 2003
Peppers.
Mushrooms.
Cheese.
Garlic.
Bread.
Wine.
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Saturday, 4 January 2003
Why does the .jpg format always mess up text?
Why are there so many sites trying to list all bloggers' sites? I don't think "divide and conquer" is going to help.
Do you think John Edward (the psychic) is for real?
The sun is shining outside. What am I doing inside?
I am going out now. With the camera. If I catch anything good, I will slaughter it and come and hang the trophy on FARRAGO's walls later tonight.
In the meantime, help yourself to a beer in the fridge.
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Friday, 3 January 2003
This is a blogroll ~~ links are on the blah-blah-bubbles.
