Day 5 in Cape Town, in a week in which we've found out why the first Dutch settlers called it the "Cape of Storms". Every night since Tuesday we've listened to howling gales at our 11th floor window. On Wednesday, driving rain came down all day, and there were floods elsewhere in the province. This has meant that we haven't been able to go up Table Mountain (shrouded in clouds since day one), haven't made it to Robben Island where Mandela was imprisoned (the boats can't sail when it's windy), and haven't made it out to the Cape of Good Hope to see the penguins (there was zero visiblity the day we were supposed to be going). Oh well, at least we're not at work, and we've still got one day left... We did, however, have
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