But I get ahead of myself. To begin at the begin, we left Dundas very early on March 9, getting to the airport in plenty of time for nice coffee before going through security, got on the plane and settled in for a long ride to England—made longer by a computer glitch that prevented our takeoff for about an our in Toronto.
But we got there, and met the taxi that Dan had arranged for us, getting to his place by eleven his time. After almost paying the driver way too much, by my error, we had a nice chat with Dan before tumbling into bed.
The next day was cold and damp, with some rain and some snow. So we did rather a little bit. Darlene was able to find her way to a Quaker House for a meeting there. Dan and I went to the London Museum to look at an exhibit about the "resurrection men": those folks who used to dig up bodies to sell to medical researchers. (Actually, as I think about it, we still do that, but don't sell the actual physical body.) then we met for lunch and then home. I had a long nap to help with the jet-lag, Darlene took a walk, and Dan worked on his computer. We had company for supper, Dan's good friend Siv and his wife Ruth. Dan prepared the meal, and we all ate well before retiring to our respective beds.
Monday was a repeat of Sunday in terms of weather. Darlene and I got out for a coffee on the High Street, but otherwise we were inside in the warmth. This was the day we had blowing snow. But it was also the day we were going to go out to se a play: Les Misérables, in the West End. After a trip to the Apple Store for Dan, a supper, and a brisk cold walk, we ended up at the Queen Theatre, and watched the performance of a play which has gone on for 28 years uninterrupted. We know the words and the music, but it still grabs at us. A thoroughly enjoyable evening, with the possible exception of the frigid ride home.
And then it was Tuesday, and we had a concert for noon, before heading to the airport.
So now we are in Cape Town. The flight down was almost enjoyable, even though I didn't sleep much. And we arrived to a meeting with our tour rep, and a taxi drive to get us into town. Temperature was over thirty in town.
I got hit with time change, so I had a nap of about two hours. Darlene, of course, went out for a local walk (considered safe at that time of day), and came back bearing wine and pastries. Yum. After some unpacking and some relaxing, we headed down for a supper at the hotel, which turned out to be convenient and not much else. But we were early to bed, since the following day was to be our tour of the Cape, beginning early. It was hot enough that we had to turn on the air conditioner for thermal, if not auditory, comfort.
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Location:Somerset Street, Cape Town
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