Exploring Cape Town

Stepping out of the Cape Town airport into the humid thirty six degree heat was exactly the feeling I was looking for as I ran from Canada’s winter. A cab driver was waiting to whisk me off to the hostel I would be staying at, Ashanti Lodge, Gardens. The driver was very friendly and pointed out different landmarks on our way through the city, telling me the names of the different mountains, driving past the hospital where the first heart transplant was performed, and explaining how people lived in the poorer areas. Read more