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I was supposed to be post a blog yesterday, but was tied down with some wine deliveries in Cape Town. So I thought that I might as well use this opportunity to do a photo blog!

So I filled my travel mug with some fresh Mojo and planted my Ipod in my ears with AC/DC, Gerald Clark, Foo Fighters and Albert Frost. (nothing like Rock and Blues for a road trip!)

Now I need a big tub of Fresh Cream

I set my course along the Annandale Road to the N2 past the Zetler Strawberry farms. Thanks to these guys they have kept us supplied with fresh strawberries and living in the winelands we also have a non-stop supply of bubbly or wine… That is why I love living in the winelands. So much diversity. All we need now is some dairy farms to give us some cream… and let the romance begin!

REALLY FRESH burgers and milk

Soon my little cows… real soon…

Hitting the N2, I was whisked back to my tour guide days, where tourists would ask me about the shanty towns known as Khayelitsha, Langa and Gugulethu. It always suprising to see how so many people can live in utter poverty while others drive luxury sedans and live the high live… I find myself in the middle.

Click on the picture to see faith

It also reminds me of that Phil Collins song, “Another Day In Paradise“. Think twice when you sleep warmly in YOUR bed.
One of my (less) favourite land marks are the two coal electricity towers close to Athlone, weren’t this in the news lately to be demolished? I can’t seem to remember.

What was that 2nd book of Lord of the Rings called again?

Going through Rondebosch, there are some great sites like the University of Cape Town, legendary institution of  higher learning, young students… and a windmill…

Ahh the Dutch

When the Dutch arrived in the Cape in 1652 there was very little infrastructure and it was the task of van Riebeeck to build a fort for the protection of his people as well as to plant gardens to supply Dutch ships calling at the Cape with fresh produce. The gardens were a mammoth task and soon van Riebeeck found that he needed labour to work in them. The VOC (Dutch East India Company) introduced slaves into the Cape to work in the gardens. Even with these additional people the refreshment station could not cope with the demand and so the VOC allowed staff members who had completed their contracts to stay on at the Cape and gave them farms so that they could produce food for the colony. These ex employees became known as free burghers.
Over the years the free burghers branched out and planted different crops amongst them wheat. As the supply of wheat grew so did the demand for wheat products necessitating the building of mills to crush the wheat for flour.

Driving through Constantia is always nice albeit a bit depressing knowing that I will never be able to live in this neck of the woods. Thus, I got great pleasure sitting in the bakkie listening to Jack Parow’sCooler as ekke?” at full volume, while I’m skeefing out the woman next to me driving her Mercedes-Benz Kompressor.

Dink JYS cooler as ekke?

Anyway, delivered wine at destination #1, so next stop Cape Town, The Mother City herself!


I love Cape Town and the cool thing is that I live close enough to go visit, but far enough to enjoy the quieter country life.
Wine delivery #2 was successful and by now have worked up a mighty hunger.
I asked Spit or Swallow what would be a good suggestion for lunch. They recommended me to the Shawarma Express in Long Street. Brilliant! I love Shawarmas.
“Get in MAH belly!


I must admit, for a major city Cape Town is not quite hyped up about the World Cup as what I heard from what is happening in Johannesburg and the surrounding areas, but yet you see a lot of flags, and vuvuzelas (Yes foreigners, get used to it. It is here to stay!) and the GEES is HERE, you can feel it as you walk down the streets of Cape Town, which networks through the city like lit up neutrons.

Lekker Long Street

Right, quick stop in Table View, then back to the farm. I need some on road inspiration, via…


Rock on!

Some good eating on one of those...

Driving into the farm, I am reminded that I live in a great country, with all its colours and diversity. Yes, we have our difficulties, but damn it’s a wonderful country to live in. I love it and so should you…

Go South Africa!


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