On Saturday I got to be a plus one to a stunning event taking place in the heart of the Langeberg Valley. Tucked around a corner, somewhere between Robertson and Ashton, lies the beautiful destination of Zandvliet Wine Estate. The old Cape Dutch houses stretch out to welcome you in. It was late afternoon and…
“Hey! Keen for Free-Beer-Friday at Beerhouse this week?” We have often dropped this line in our ‘Three Musketeers‘ WhatsApp group. For the past three years, meeting at Beerhouse at 4 pm on a Friday has become sort of a weekly gathering. Beerhouse is sort of a central hub in Long Street. The canary-yellow building jumps…
The long awaited food-and-lifestyle market has opened on Regent Street in Sea Point. Mojo Market is a fiesta of various food vendors and designers all sharing the space. This market will be open 24 hours a day, seven days a week, and is one of the first of its kind in Cape Town. This little…
I have been hunting for a coffee shop that is open on the weekends. More often than not, I do not have time during the weekdays to explore new coffee corners. To my surprise, most of the coffee shops in Cape Town are either closed or closing early on weekends. This weekend I was determined…
Life has finally slowed down. The weather took a turn for the colder and the summer sun had migrated further north. The clouds came out to play and draped itself around Lion’s Head in the most inviting way. Oda and I geared up for our weekly hiking excursion. It felt good to get out again….
I like Cape Town in May. The heat has dimmed, and the wind has finally settled. Autumn breaks and the mornings greet you with a cooler edge. Life finally starts to slow down after our summer loving on the beach. As leaves start to turn, I feel a spring enter my step. We are on…
Drinks at Roxy’s after work? Roxy’s has become the regular meeting place with friends – for a cup of coffee, a beer and a game of pool. My parents used to meet at this little joint almost 30 years ago when it was a speciality coffee house with sweet jazz music. It’s funny how things change through ages….
Many who travel think exploring a new city is about raving at the nightclubs, clambering aboard buses and meandering along city tours. I guess it is a little about that. But for me, it is about the in-between spaces I find myself suspended in. It’s those unique encounters that remind us we are all merely…
The morning was warm, but the early morning coolness still lingered in the indigenous forest. We zigzagged up the steep staircase that makes up the first half of the trail up Skeleton Gorge. We were only a third of the way up but our breathing was heavy and our hearts were racing. I paused to look…
I stumble into Vida e Cafe on Kloof Street, treading mud over the ivory tiled floors. “One cappuccino and apple-and-cinnamon muffin please,” I pleaded with the barista. “You’re wet,” he remarked. Yes, it’s raining. I stated, with the same sarcasm as Janet from the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I took a seat by the open window near the entrance…
