The cape also had a nice view over a little beach where the Portuguese used to come on land to take a little rest in their voyage to the far eastern lands.
On our way back to town we also encountered a little beach on which they claimed there to be penguins, so we decided to go and have a look. While dad looked for a parking place we went down to the beach, which was very, very crowded, though this didn't scare the penguins away, the reason being that there was a ranger with them when I found them, to protect the penguins from wild tourists or locals who would love to have their dream of swimming with penguins come true.
After the penguins we headed towards the last place where we would stay, a little BnB in the wind free zone of Cape Town, which is also known as the most expensive area to buy or even rent properties (that explains the massive amount of people who try to make a little more money doing a BnB or a Guesthouse).
We had an interesting evening with a few beers and some wine glasses, and we agreed to see each other for dinner before leaving.
For dinner this evening though we had no idea where to go, everything we checked was fully booked, for the whole week! so we headed towards the centrum. There we entered a restaurant specialized in, yea, you guesses it: Steaks. But it was even more here, to our surprise we got no menu, as the only thing you could order was steak frite with salad, unless you where a vegetarian of course. Anyhow I have to say, yet again a lovely lovely steak.
We got down after an hour or two of walking on the mountain top and hopped back on the bus. My oldest sister got off at the stop close to he BnB because she was feeling unwell. After that we continued our city sightseeing. We continued towards one of the cities "townships", the wind free beaches and the lovely city centre, I have to say that I think Cape Town is amazing.
By the evening we got ready and headed towards the boat of my dad's friend. We managed to get a booking at a Belgian restaurant and once we saw the menu we bursted into tears: On the menu they had descriptions in Dutch, and these where so funny, for example, you had a rabbit stew, and the translation said: My neighbours cat drowned in "kasteel" beer (which is a strong Belgian beer often used in stews)