To my Fellow Capetonians
Yes it's winter time and yes we still live in the most beautiful city in the world. How to read the weather is very simple, when work, the sun will shine and when we don’t, it will pour. The science behind it is even simpler; there is always a warm front in-front of a cold front. So this means the sun is shining with clear skies just before the storm, plan accordingly and enjoy your winter.
Things we can do in winter you may ask. Well let me help with that a little bit. When you see the rain is about to die out head towards the mountains. Table Mountain or Cederberge, whatever fancies you. I prefer to see the nightlife in a whole new scope. No more sundowners on the beaches or early morning strolls on Blaauwberg beach. No, much rather sleep late and come out when the sun has finished its long nap. Yes the earth turns, but in winter it seems like forever goes past till the sun surprise us with its warm presence. The nights are at least 4 hours longer and who likes to wake up for work when it`s still dark??? Not me, no thank you!!!
Never the less, as we head into winter solstice, we pull our woollen beanies over our heads and grab our Vida Cafe coffee`s and get to work. We craft to make our work the best we can be. Yes we are Capetonians and we know how to survive, those Gautengers don’t have a match on us. All their “veld” fires and below 0`degree Celsius winters don’t have anything on us. At night times we get back, meet our mates at the pub and tell one another how cold it was today and how we made it thru. “Boet is was so cold today, when I kissed my wife this morning, it looked like she went back to the eighties, she had like purple lipstick on.” We don’t take cover when the rain comes pouring down, no we stand at our windows and spend hours, if not days, looking at how God makes those water drops fall from the heavens. Weekend rugby at Newlands is even better, All those pretty faces walking around with so many layers of clothes on you can`t really tell if she is a 8 or a 5??? Confuses any male, I think they should start wearing sign`s. Then the DHL girls reminds us of those long forgotten summer days, when they rip of their excuses for skirts and the crowd goes mad. I have never loved my mates as much as I do during winter, we walk very close together, try to gasp that little bit of human body heat, hugs to my girlfriends are never as good as when they are in winter, sometimes it lasts the whole evening. We eat and eat, o boy all those curry`s and Gatsby’s with hot masala sauce. It brings that hot feeling of the sun rays, but only it`s from the inside and it burns straight thru, even the below movement part. We keep on moving, as if burning more coal ever helped Eskom create more power. No, we are Capetonians and we have survived all that Mother Nature can throw at us. We stand up and go to the movies, to support the fallen economy. We go to our local pubs, because we know the owner by name, and his daughters, and his cat, don’t know why I must know the cat, but we do. We take our friends to little restaurants we have never been, because they have that hot sauce that works in winter.
I know now, I swear by it, that most babies are born in May and June. You may now wonder, weird, why you say that? Well let me help. Firstly, woman wear so much close in winter that by the time they have removed everything, men are asleep. Second, everything is grey and dark; we tend to forget that we are attracted to one another. In September when the sun comes out, we remember and we celebrate and nine months later, well there you go. The true beauty of winter can only be observed when the earth has tilted into its correct position, round about October, November when our friends start whistling and chirping in the early mornings flapping their wings. Our cats are permanently hogging any warm spot on our bodies, never leaving you alone to sleep, how dare you. Our doggies shake like they have a caffeine rush, but they still love us so much that those eyes are just too sad to lock them outside, “don’t worry smooch, there is space for you right next to the bed.” I know in most cases the dogs are actually in the bed with Capetonians.
So my fellow Capetonians, we are halfway thru and still kicking. Still living the dream I would say. Enjoy the last half, I know it’s going to be awesome, still plenty of rain to fall. Zoolie out!!!