We landed at 7.30am and all was very easy. I saw various supporters sorting out taxis but decided that I’d like to catch the bus! I was in no hurry at all and it was fun listening to all the conversations going on around me. I got out at the Civic Centre and made my way to the flat on foot. I got a bit lost, but the walk in all probably took 25 minutes including detour! I wasn’t allowed in the flat as it was being cleaned, so I was taken by car to the ‘office’! It seems that there are many levels of agents all managing each other. I was give a lift as it was pouring with rain and the lady helping me didn’t want to get wet. I now know we drove just one block away! But it seemed so much further. So to while away the time, I went to have breakfast- wow everyone is super friendly … then went to Spar! To get milk.. then finally I got into the flat about 11.30. Wacked out. Showered, I felt much better and later tried to find my way to the V and A Waterfront. I must find an easier route – yes it may be the quickest but you dice with death! Some of the drivers just keep driving and if you wait for a ‘green man’ then by the time you’ve put your foot off the pavement he’s already turned red again. After wandering a bit at the waterfront, I bumped into Ruth who was on her way to the Supporters Rendezvous! – in the cafe of the book shop! Good to see people, but really a load of drivel spoken – me included. I slope off after a decent time making conversation about Clipper and return via the ice cream shop to the flat. Next a supermarket run needed to be done but I forgot the washing powder! As I left the reception chaps asked me to get a 2 litre bottle of coke! Ha ha. I gave it to them and was going to say they didn’t need to pay for it, but quite clearly they had no intention to pay!
After lots of faffing, I decided to ‘brave it’ and go to a special event in Bo Kaap area, where loads of galleries, shops and bars stay open late on the first Thursday in the month. The men at Reception were horrified and said no way could I go alone! So I took an Uber – fine- but by then I’d lost the desire to nose around. It was so lively but also not much fun. It seemed to be a trendy thing to do and the galleries were heaving with people who didn’t really look interested, but were just happy to hang out to be seen. So I walked back – thinking that at any minute someone would jump out and slit my throat! Ha Ha!! The men were pleased to see me!!