That’s not exactly the message of this blog, but it sets the stage for what’s to come.

There we were, heading towards the Cape of Good Hope.  Now, if you didn’t fall asleep like I did in 4th grade social studies, you probably understand the importance finding this point on the African continent had on the world.  In fact it was big.  But I did drift off and the whole Dutch Indies Trading stuff is sort of a dreamy memory.  But, I LOVE tea, and since that was a big part of the deal, I am sincerely grateful to all those guys.

We drove along very flat land towards the cape where nothing much grows, we were told, because the heavy winter storms wreak havoc with the landscape and not one tree could be seen.  The seas beyond were also rough and tough, and many boats were tossed into the massive rocks that only peek up over the waves, and went under.

We were just about at the Cape when we saw that sign, and I thought, How cool, we might actually see baboons, as I carefully made sure I cleaned out any crumbs from my energy bar – didn’t want a scene with a baboon.

After pictures of the actual Cape point, we took a cable car up to the summit of this one really high peak, took more pictures of the lighthouse and the dramatic and awesome vistas.  On the way down towards the parking lot, to the van for our departure, we saw them.

The baboons.

Now, this one is big poppa.  He crept up right behind what we believe to be momma and her baby, clinging for dear life, on her back.  We figured that momma knew it was closing time, and it was prime garbage-hunting time, and tugging at the black bag inside the trash container, pulling at plastic containers, empty coffee cups, wrappings from cookies and whatever.  We were seeing how feisty these creatures could get about food. (Did you know these guys can open a car door?  Yep.)

So, poppa stood watch.  Momma wasn’t getting anywhere, and then poppa came over to the trash can and began to rummage himself.  Something fell, momma grabbed it, and scooted over to the side with her little one, and then poppa probably got the leftovers.

We watched as long as we could; our tour driver was waving to us.  And we piled back into the van, but in the space of about 15 minutes we witnessed this amazing South African moment.  And it was truly something everyone in the group can relate to.  You gotta feed the family!

And, as we left, momma and baby (hugging mom’s belly — you have to look really hard) were enjoying their evening dinner.

We had a great day — saw an ostrich family and penguins sunning themselves beside the Indian Ocean.  Yes, you read that right…PENGUINS.  They aren’t always in ice and snow.

Tomorrow, we are off to Kruger National Park for our safari adventure and I’m hearing that wifi isn’t guaranteed.  I’ll check in as soon as I’m able.

But all is well.  TTYL