Cape Town, My City.

A typical winters day in the fairest Cape

Its winter in Cape Town and that means two things are happening. Everyone has abandoned their flip-flops and board shorts for boots and jerseys. The second and more frightful change [for Captonians at least] has to be the weather. Every year, for months on end it rains torrents of cold winter liquid onto our unprepared city. Winter is a season Cape Town is never prepared for. Other countries like the UK have double-glazed windows, internal heating and bodies that have somehow adapted to these arctic conditions. When the temperature first dips below 10 degrees, our scarves and imported North Face jackets come out the closet, wrapping us in a layer of warmth. However, it’s never enough protection for us. Scarce of us carrying a portal heater in our pockets wherever we go, the winter chill will always stop us dead in our tracks. I always say to myself, ‘Wow, I really prefer summer because it harder to cool down then it is to warm up.’ Nevertheless, come summertime I always say, ‘Man it’s hot. Why can’t it be winter? Its far easier to warm up then it is to cool down.’
I have my reasons mind you. This week alone, we have 4 days of constant rain and temperatures ranging from 14-10 degrees during the day. That’s not normal cape weather. I first glimpsed the sun yesterday after a week of cloud coverage and I almost began to cry, probably because I stared directly into it. My advice is to stay inside for the rest of winter and only leave your house when the Waterfront has a sale on beach towels and speedo’s. Cape Towns accommodation is certainly lacking in internal heating.