We took our final examination for the African literature course and finished with all our classes; at least all the learning that happens in an inside classroom setting concluded. Now the last three days will be spent on excursions in Cape Town.
Leaving Durban behind is one of the hardest things I have had to do. I cannot help but get close to people, especially when the people shower you with so much affection and enrich your experience. Part of me wishes that I didn’t get too attached to these people; perhaps then, saying goodbye would not have been as emotionally draining as it was. My three weeks of stay in Durban contain memories and friends of a lifetime. Sadly, all good things must come to an end, so we all said our goodbyes and headed to Cape Town. As disappointing as it was to leave Durban and head to Cape Town, at least I was not leaving South Africa yet, so I clinched onto that last bit of hope.
Cape Town did its fair share of trying to make me feel less sad by competing with Durban’s beauty and exposing my eyes to unbelievable scenery.
Immediately after our flight landed, we went on a bus tour and I just could not believe that so much beauty was packed into such a small city. Unlike Durban, Cape Town is more cosmopolitan, cleaner, and unfortunately much colder. Cape Town is surrounded by Table Mountain and is also the home of Robben Island, where Nelson Mandela spent 18 years in prison. On top of that, many beautiful beaches surround the city, so there was definitely much to look forward to.
After we finished oohing and awing over the city, the tour concluded, and we stopped by the beach to watch the sun set. I could not resist getting a picture with this gorgeous view!