Our first collective hangover in Cape Town. Tired bodies but no headache which must be a good sign. We were supposed to collect some more material but for some reason we landed up on a beach. A drive over Chapman's Peak with all the anti-falling-stones fencing and we arrived. Hot sun, perfectly blue water and ice cream. Perfect. Except the water's so damn cold. A "Komm in die Sonne" for our friends back in the Gaengeviertel artist squat in Hamburg. A swift return to the residency for a braai and we've stuffed ourselves with boerewors, chickon, salad and garlic bread. And red wine.
|second wildlife encounter|
|way to the beach|
|greetings to our squat "Komm in die Gänge"|
|3rd sundown from Kloofnek|