Love Stories From South Africa Part 2
Love Stories From South Africa Part 2
Join Grab Your Dream Season 1 winner Saurabh Sabikhi as he shares lingering memories from his exciting trip to South Africa!
Before leaving for South Africa, I got connected to a girl from Cape Town – Marlet, via the social network. And being travelers, we connected well. She had already suggested me places that I can go to in my limited time at Cape Town, but I was deeply touched when she mentioned she could show me around as well. Though, she was busy on that day, she agreed to catch up in the later part of the day. And while I was at Waterfront, we exchanged a few messages, and she planned on hiking up the Lion’s Head together and witness the beautiful sunset from there.
Lion’s Head is a mountain in Cape Town between the Table Mountain and Signal Hill. It peaks at 669 meters (2,195 feet) above sea level and forms a dramatic backdrop to the city of Cape Town. It is also a part of the Table Mountain National Park. As far as history is concerned, in the 17th Century the peak was known as Leeuwen Kop (Lion’s Head) by the Dutch and Signal Hill was known as Leeuwen Staart (Lion’s Tail), as the shape resembles a crouching lion. It would have surely been the highlight of the day.
So, I took a cab and met her at the place from where the trek starts. And we started to walk. Everything was so serene about that walk. The place. The company. The landscapes. The sky. The clouds. Just everything.
The trek to Lion’s Head is a comparatively short trek which gets tricky at times as you need to climb up ladders or angles, and take help of chains to go up. It gets steepish too at times, but it’s just like a walk for any regular trekker. The view throughout the trek kept getting better and better. The cityscape of Cape Town started looking more beautiful. Watching the oceans kiss the mountains, while having a bird’s eye view of Cape Town must have been every poet’s dream.
After our little walk, we reached to the top. And I savoured the unperturbed view of the city. I was in love again. Twice in the day. Maybe, more than just two times.
After spending some quiet, serene and peaceful time at the top, the sun started to bide behind the ocean and we started our walk downwards. With every step of mine, watching the perfect sunset along the coastline kept getting tattooed in my memories.
We got back to the car, only to drive to the city to have a lovely time together over drinks and dinner. And after a wonderful evening, she dropped me back to the backpackers. And I did not let her go without giving her the ‘Henna’ she had asked from India and gifting her a ‘Sari’ that I was carrying to drape the people of South Africa in Indian colours. She left shortly, and I was looking forward to another day with her. As the next day, we go on a drive through Peninsular Cape and see all we could throughout the day.
After she left, I did not call it a day. I hit the bar at the Backpackers, had a couple of drinks and interacted with the lovely travelers and workers there. We shared our travel experiences, talked about the cultures, economy and current happenings of different countries. It was a wonderful experience to meet so many people from different countries all at once and having a lovely conversation with them. I was more and more in love with the country.
Honestly, I never wanted to leave the place I was at. But for now, I have to, as in a few hours, Marlet comes to pick me up. I need to catch up on some sleep. Or maybe, just lie down and ponder over the day that just passed.
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Traveller. Storyteller. Writer. Dreamer. Believer. Like to drink, cook, eat, drive and take daytime naps. Love to explore.