On the way out of our hostel, we saw an awesome bird that turns out to be the African and Asian equivalent of a robin. It’s even the national bird of Israel, but because I’ve never seen one before, I thought it was cool.
African Hoopoe |
The Bay. The town in the distance |
A beach on the way to Mossel |
Mid 1800's |
Old but heavily modified |
Dutch style architecture |
Very colonial |
A bar now, but a sandstone building |
Historical buildings in the museum |
Not a very big ship |
Slipper lobster |
The view across the museum grounds |
Gulls. But at least they are photogenic. |
A braii. South African BBQ on open fire |
Still sort of active railway station |
Local artists |
Local places to learn to shoot people |
Local finish shop front displays |
Neither time is close to being right, but it's a Canadian flag! |
Short rides of 20 seconds |
Three |
Being harassed by gulls |
Looking into the bay |
The lighthouse |
Protected waters behind the rocks |
Somewhat less protected |
Ain't geology grand? |
Sentinel |
Watching a guy throw bread from his car |
Waiting for bread |
Apparently bad tempered and with sharp teeth |
Can you spot all 4? |
I can see why my friend Marley liked it here; there’s a lot to like about the town, and it was sure worth the day trip to visit. She says “she lost half her heart and most of he soul” here. Yep. Makes sense to me.
Dinner tonight was at Pomodoro in Wilderness, a funky little Italian place (without an Italian in sight) that was crazy busy and where the main was accidently served to us before we got wine and before we got our appetizers. Could have something to do with the fact that today was a National holiday (also explaining why all the stores in Mossel Bay were closed).
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Today’s Africa Travel Tip: Gas Stations
There’s no such thing as a self-serve gas station in South Africa, nor a pay station, nor "pay at the pump" machines. Gas attendants fill you, and will check your oil, water and wash your windshields. You pay them, too (there’s no “pay at pump” or little attendant booth), and if you want to pay by credit card, they bring the credit card machine to your car. You tip these attendants, and depending on whom you talk to, it’s R5 or R2, which is 50¢ or 20¢.
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