Places to go, things to eat and activities to do in Cape Town

I've spent the last few days in the Mother City of South Africa, the home of one of the Seven Wonders of the world and the place where the Two Oceans Marathon recently took place. Cape Town.

So, I've compiled a short list of things to do if you're ever in this city. The first and most obvious activity is a trip up and down Table Mountain in the Cable Car. In order to ensure you don't spend your entire morning standing in queues for the 4 minute ride I suggest you book online. Once that's done you should be able to whizz through the only queue you have to wait in and then enter the Cable Car that will take you on an amazing, (even though it's short) journey. Another quick tip is to not hold on the handles because the floor rotates so you get a panoramic view. 

When we got to the top of the mountain my family and I went for a walk and took many photographs of the beautiful city below and the animals we saw, so don't forget your cameras!

The next thing I recommend is a trip to the Hout Bay Market. I can assure you that you won't regret it. There is a variety of food for you to choose from so whether you go at breakfast time or at lunch you will find something to eat that will make your taste buds sing. And that's not it, you get to weave your way through a variety of different stalls whilst listening to some music. Keep your eyes peeled for the unique features of the market such as the bathroom doors and tyre chairs.


There are many other places I would suggest you go to in Cape Town - such as the Aquarium, V & A waterfront and the Cape Town Eye - but if I had to write about all of them I would end up having finished a novella so instead I'm going to wish you all a Happy Easter and hope that you are having or have had a great day.

Another Interview

Hi everyone,

It's been ages since I did an interview so when Matthew Peters offered me the opportunity I took it. So, here's another interview you guys can read in order to get to know me a bit better.

http://www.matthewpetersbooks.com/blog/

Have a great week and I'll post another blog entry soon.

Kirsten A. Everett

Autumn

The flowers are disappearing, blankets are being bought by the dozen, salads are being replaced by soups and the temperature is slowly dropping. These are some of the first signs that summer is fading away, and soon we’ll be freezing our way through winter.

But, before we get there we have to experience the season in between the two. Autumn. Even though the few rays of sunshine don’t seem to warm us up so we shiver when we forget to wear a jersey, there are some things that I’ve learnt to appreciate about autumn.

One of the prettiest things about this season is the way the leaves change from bright green to a faded yellow, orange or a dark red. It takes time for the colour to change completely which reminds me that I have to be patient because it takes time to do something well.

A while after the colour change is completed the leaves begin to fall to the ground. One by one they leave their tree and gracefully dance through the air. When there is a big pile of leaves I love to jump in them and be reminded of the moments I used to spend playing with them when I was little.

As much as I love eating salads in summer I have to say that there are days when I would rather sit down by the TV and have a warm bowl of soup. There are so many flavours all in one spoonful and I’m instantly warmed up. But, some days when I don’t feel like eating soup I boil the kettle and pour myself a big mug of tea. Even though I drink tea everyday regardless of the season I appreciate it more when it’s cold.

During autumn and winter my family and I play a game every morning that we don’t play in the warm months of the year. So, every morning just before we cross the bridge to get to school we all guess what the temperature is going to be. When we finally drive over it we see what it is and who was the closest. It may not sound like much fun but when you’re cold and wishing you were in bed it’s enough to make you smile.

If you’re in the southern part of the world I hope you all keep warm this autumn and if you’re enjoying spring take lots of photos of the beautiful flowers.

Postcards

Technology has advanced to a point where we can send a message to a friend on the other side of the world and receive her response within two minutes. That’s just how fast instant messaging is. But, though it has its perks I still miss the days when we would send letters and postcards to each other.

A few weeks ago my mom was unpacking an old box and she found a postcard, and then another until there was so many I had to use a piece of string to keep all of them together. When I had finished my homework I pulled them out again and just sat staring at them in awe. There were so many of them.

Removing the string I laid them out all around me and admired the photographs. Without even moving from my bedroom I began travelling the world.

Reading the messages I couldn’t help but gasp at the adventures my grandparents had been on and what they had seen. During the hour it took for me to read every single one I learnt things about many countries that I hadn’t known before. I saw the sights that they had seen so long ago and I smiled at the parts when they wrote about the photograph my aunt had shown them of me walking for the first time. Of course, I couldn’t remember most of the stories they told me when they got back from their various trips but now thanks to the postcards I know what happened to them and what they did.

At the same time as they sent those postcards they had sent detailed emails to my parents but now, more than twelve years later I can’t simply open those emails and read them. It would take hours to locate them and even if they could be found I doubt I would manage to read every single one of them; as unlike postcards they will not explain just the highlights of the trip

So, the next time I go on holiday I’ll buy a postcard because even if I don’t send it to anyone I’ll have proof that I was actually at that place. I’ll write about my adventures on the back of it and then I’ll store it in a box for someone to open years later so my journeys aren’t forgotten.



I’ve heard of people leaving a trail of footsteps but now I’m going to be leaving a trail of postcards.

I Postcards