As well as all the normal daily activities, we have done some serious driving. Jelly Bean started her new job last Wednesday and although we thought we would keep ourselves busy and explore during her shifts, we very quickly discovered that it was just too much, especially for me. So a quick rethink and we have found a system that works very well, one of us takes her to work and the other fetches and we rotate that every day. This way we can carry on normal home activities and the money we would potentially have spent in coffee shops etc is more than what we spend on diesel. There are obviously exceptions where we will go in and have things to do for the entire time, tonight is one I am really looking forward to, she is on 'night' shift from 4 - 8.30pm and we are going to meet up with some friends and have a leisurely dinner somewhere. For me that is always a treat. Thankfully our precious girl is absolutely loving her job and everything that it involves, God is so good to us.
The weather here has been unusual to say the very least. Last week we were in Stellenbosch where it was an incredible 37c, we went from there through to Somerset West - still a sweltering 36 c or so, but when we eventually got home it was a glorious 21c. I had even joked that the Cape was showing off for all the visitors, not much wind and lots and lots of sun (except in BB). Cape Town hosts the biggest road cycle tour every year with over 35 000 plus riders who come from all over the world to take part, as the week progressed so did the number of tourists. On Sunday morning just before the start of the race and due to exceptionally high winds the organizers shortened the route, and then all the 'drama' unfolded. The first batch of riders, the elite group started out and from there on it was chaos because the winds were in excess of 100km and the riders could not even get on their bikes much less ride them. There are so many videos online at the moment showing how the guys' bikes were being blown right out of their hands, blowing out horizontally. Eventually the race was cancelled which was the first time in its 40year history. My precious Hubby who has ridden 16 of these Cape Cycle Tours, previously known as the Cape Argus, was more than a little skeptical when he heard the race was cancelled, until he saw the video footage. It is so sad for all involved, all the training, the costs incurred, the build up etc but from what I saw on the road yesterday afternoon the visitors made the most of the situation and did a lot of sight seeing. All the food and drinks set aside for the riders along the route were donated to the victims of a massive fire which started in Hout Bay on Saturday and left many people displaced. We truly live in a magnificent Province where the community knows how to come together.
Well done Cape Town.
On the home front Max has not escaped since the last fence mend and Jasper all of a sudden found his springs and can now jump up onto the counters, which means he can now reach Gemma when she seeks refuge up there which makes for lots of fun and games. He is not the most sure footed of kitties and with regularity slips off a counter or a shelf and then walks away looking like he planned it anyway, right now he is sprawled across my lap fast asleep.
Friends my darling Hubby is looking like he is about to pass out from hunger so I need to say Au Revoir for now. I wish you all a fabulous week and as always stay safe and alert out there.
Driving into Gordons Bay yesterday and the Helderberg Mountains were blanketed in cloud.
The Cape showing off, view across False Bay towards Cape Town.
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