It's a hazy half-drunk feeling in the back seat of your older friends used sedan...
The light dancing off the side view mirrors, little sparks of champagne sunset, the music inevitably too loud, yet the rumbling bass running spiders up and down your lazy sunburnt spine is somehow... perfect.
Your feet are still in the sand, your hair in the sea - salt crisp and dry as hay-stick.
You, sandwiched between fabric seat-sweat and the sunscreen-smudged sun-warmed glass of the car window, forget how uncomfortable your wet bathing suit is, and the drive home feels like falling in love. You are present, and you remember the joy of simply being.
That was Cape Town.
I arrived at the airport at around midnight, exhausted from a good 20 some odd hours of traveling, overdressed for the humidity, and pining for sleep. Jannes and Mine met me at baggage claim with hugs and words of encouragement - we don't live far they assured me. You'll be asleep in no time. I had met the couple two years earlier when I worked for Flux, (www.flux.net) Jannes is part of an art collective in Cape Town called "The Blackheart Gang" who contributed to the websites "Flux Super 8" video art exhibition in the summer of 2010. Outside of his various art projects, Jannes is a manager for a film company that shoots innovative commercials using stop motion and other sorts of animation while Mine is a graphic designer and illustrator: more than anything, I was excited to be around two insanely creative people.
Mine and Jannes live in the beautiful neighborhood of Tamboerskloof, up in the hills of the city, smack between gorgeous views of Table mountain and the bustle of the hip shopping district of Long street below; I couldn't have asked for a better location.
My first day concious in Cape Town began promptly at 3pm. [TO BE CONTINUED]
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