The big surprise was when I arrived at my pre-arranged accommodation, the Over-Sea Club - no one was at the hostel, opened the door or even answered the phone. I waited with a Japanese girl, a student in Cape Town who was supposed to meet up with a friend and we had quite a nice conversation till a guy approaches us for money. First he would just talk to us about the weather and stuff, but then he started to tell us a weird story about German tourists taking all of his stuff and that he had to leave Cape Town and therefore needed 300 Rand… bla bla. I'm sure he talked to us for more then 20 minutes, till I made up an excuse so the Japanese Girl and I could leave. I decided to stay at her hostel, the Travellers Inn, which was just next door. I must have been a bit confused the first day, since I was willing to pay 200 Rand (around 30 Euro) for one night. Nice and clean single room, with breakfast, but not my usual budget for accommodation…

18th of May, Table Mountain
Since I did not want to spend another 200 Rand for my second night I switched over to the Aardvark hostel at Sea-Point by taxi (50 Rand for the ride) . This hostel offerer much more for less money (75 Rand per night). Swimming pool, bar, restaurant, TV-Room, etc. just to name a few. It was a very hot and sunny day without wind, unusual for this time of the year so I decided to take the opportunity and explore the infamous Table Mountain. The weather-condition can change very quickly in Cape Town, and sometimes you can't climb Table-Mountain for a couple of days. The desk-clerk called a Rikki, (minibuses which offer cheaper fares then taxis) for me, which took me to the ground station of the cableway. My initial plan was to take the cableway up and down since it is not recommended to climb the mountain on your own, but I met a German guy on the Rikki who wanted to hike up Table mountain and we decided to team up.

The hike was a really good decision, since I got to see lots of different animals and plants and to enjoy Cape Town from above. But as I said before, it was a hot and sunny day and this made the hiking-trip very exhausting. Occasionally, people die when they try to hike up Table mountain. The view on top of Table mountain was breathtaking. For me, the walk up was enough and there was no chance I would walk down the mountain again, so I took the cable way back and called a Rikki to get back to my hostel. Rikkis usually pick up people on their way, which explains the cheap fairs, so it can take a while till you get to your supposed destination and sometimes you are lucky as me and a gorgeous model from New York joins you. I found it quiet amusing that a model in expensive clothing was sitting in the dirty little bus with me. She had to go to Camps Bay, the very hip, trendy and extremely expensive beach/district of Cape Town where all the rich and beautiful people stay. Unfortunately I had to stay in Sea-Point, budget wise, which happens to be the "gay district" of Cape Town… I also did not know was that in South Africa Cape Town is widely know as HQ, which stands for headquarters of the gay community. But that's nothing to worry about.

In the evening I met a guy from England. He was on a world around trip for seven weeks. The most amazing thing about him was that he had all his accommodation (SEVEN weeks) booked in advance. I was only on a three week holiday and did not even made a booking for the first night (a reservation, but even that one changed). After a few drinks with girls from Ireland in hostel-owned Aardvark-Bar we decided to explore the Cape Peninsula the next day together.

19th May, Cape Peninsula
The day started at 9 am in the morning, when we took the train to Simons Town. At the train station in Simons Town a Rikki driver approached us to take a ride to Boulders Beach and Cape of good Hope with him. 70 Rand for each didn't seem to expensive for a 4 hour ride, and we hoped into his bus. First he took us to Cape-Point, a lighthouse and restaurant, with an breathtaking view to Cape of Good Hope. Next was Cape of Good Hope, the most south western point of Africa. The cape peninsula is kind of a ship cemetery and more then 800 ships lost their ability to "swim" in this area. Quit impressive…

After the most south-western point of Africa, we headed back to Boulders Beach, the infamous Penguin colony. A short break was caused by family of about 20 baboons, which where fighting and screaming around on the street. The penguins occupied Boulders Beach about 20 years ago, and became a major tourist attraction in the resent years. There are hundreds of them, and the only thing they seem to do is to breed their eggs, protect their childreen and shit around. Honestly, the smell caused by penguin-crap was almost unbearable.
We finished our stay in Simons Town with a nice dinner in a fishrestaurant on the main street before we went back to Cape Town.

20th May, Camps Bay, Lions Head
Camps Bay was on my "To do" list for this day, instead of taking a Rikki I decided to walk there, which took me about an hour. I passed some really nice an awful expensive villas. Sometimes beautifull looking, brown tanned woman did there morning-sport and I felt like in an episode of Baywatch. I was brought back to reality when I saw a black man climbing up the embankment. He didn't asked me for money or anything, just smiled at me and walkd by. I looked down the embankment and found his home, an old blanket, lots of newspapers, some wood and other stuff which create his home. A rat was going through his "stuff" andit was such a strange scene. This men lived in Camps Bay, the most expensive area of Cape Town. Two different world within 200 meters.

I continued to walk to the main beach, which was very crowded and after a short rest took a Rikki back to Sea Point.

In the late afternoon the guy from England and I tried to hike up Lions Head, to watch the sunset. Unfortunately, he was vertigo and had to give up after only 500 meters. I made it half way up, but then I realised that I wouldn't make it up to the top and back in time before darkness falls, so instead I enjoyed the wonderful sunset on my way back and promised myself to climb the top another time.

21st May, Knysna
After four fabulous days in Cape Town, it was time to leave. So I just spent one long day on the Baz-Bus to Knysna, with lots of movies and some fellow travellers. Baz-Bus wasn't like I expected it, instead of a big coach it was a small Mercedes Bus with space for about 12 people. All of the people got out of the bus earlier then me, but I ended up meeting them again later on my trip. Knysna was actually bigger then I expected, with a small shopping centre at the so called "Waterfront, lots of shops at the main street and even a small cinema. The best thing about Knysna was that it was save, I was able to go to cinema at 10 pm and walk back at midnight without having to worry of being mugged.