Cape Town is blessed by the best looking sunlight. It has a simmering gold tone to it and you wonder after a while at the mundane-ness of what you have photographed. Ordinary daily apparatus appear angelic. But that is useful only on one side of the Table Mountain.
The Cape Flats simmer along the road to and from the airport. As a big blot on an otherwise magnificent city, the violence here is unimaginable. People don’t just get killed, they get mutilated, says a documentary playing on a television channel.
Table Mountain overlooks the city. It is everywhere in Cape Town. The cablecar is a tourist attraction, but its more fruitful to climb up the Platteklip Gorge. The mist and the wind make it unbearable, but its worth the effort.