Last Day of the Woven Tour

February 2 was our last full day together as a group, and we packed in a lot.

Our guide in Cape Town, Ray, took the 9 of us in a van all the way down to the Cape of Good Hope. Many confuse this with the southern tip of Africa, but it's not. That didn't stop Dean from making jokes about it ("I can see the line between the Indian and Atlantic oceans", etc.).

In that area we drove past Imhoff Farm and wondered if Maurice knows he has relatives here? 
We drove through a smaller township that Ray claimed was safe enough. I especially liked the signage on some of the shops.

We were delighted to see several ostriches near the coast. And even more special was a colony of rare African Penguins.

Finishing off the day, we were taken to a pan-African restaurant called Gold. They had a prix fixe menu with each dish from a different African country. In addition to the delicious food, we began the evening all drumming. Here, we really noticed many in the crowd did not follow directions well. I figure our group's familiarity with PMC's song leading gave us a great advantage!

Our faces were painted, and we enjoyed a performance. Being late, we drew the line when it was time for us to join in the dancing at the end. I would've struggled through it, but didn't complain when we left. 

Early the next morning I said farewell to the group. They headed to an all-day spa and then on to the airport. I went to an art museum and then to where I'm staying for my final week in Cape Town.

It's a major shift in my travel experience to be on my own again, and I miss the group, both socially and the security of having things planned out. On the other hand, it was nice to lose track of time in the museum and not worry about holding up the others.
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Prayers for safety, wisdom and divine encounters appreciated!
​TK