Day 10, May 26, 2013: My good weather luck has run out. I wake up to a downpour. I hear the waves of rain being blown on the roof. I roll over and let it lull me back to sleep, knowing I won’t be too adventurous today. After waiting out the worst, I take the hotel shuttle to the Castle of Good Hope. This was the first Dutch fort in the southern continent; since rebuilt and modified over time by the Dutch and, later, by the British. There’s lots of history on display from time of the indigenous people called the Khoi up to present time. I get some interesting photos before taking a taxi to see the waterfront in daylight. I also get in trouble for taking a photo of the ceremonial dining room of the Governor’s House. I was a bit over-whelmed by its size when I entered it. It’s about half the length of a football field and is quite a change after viewing the other smaller rooms. I was so over-whelmed I miss the sign forbidding cameras. In no time, a security man is calling out to me. I get off with a reprimand and verification I delete the photo. It’s very nice as I leave when I offer another apology. I walk the length of the waterfront and visit a complex of shops that host independent artisans and food vendors. I really am not a shopper and I am definitely not a haggler. Many of the shops have no prices. The vendors promise to give me a very good price. Maybe they will, but I prefer a price tag on the thing. If it seems fair, I will pay it; if not, I will move on. I move on. I go to the food vendors where I sample some more biltong. The South African version of jerky is moister. I am given samples of beef, impala and kudu. I buy a small bag of the latter. None is vacuum packed, so I will have to eat it all here. I wander over to a restaurant for dinner. I have a local fish in season now. It’s called snoek, a predatory fish that follows the migration of the pilchards. It’s oily like mackerel and very bony, but it’s good. It’s served with another local side of putu (a corn mash that has the consistency of fine couscous) and chakalaka (a mix of beans, tomato sauce, carrots, cabbage and spices). I skip the wine for a South African standard, Castle Beer. The first goes down like water after all the walking I do. I can see the mist coming in as I eat my meal. I high-tail it to the shuttle for the ride back to the hotel and another good night’s sleep. I meet a couple from Houston. We share thoughts and ideas on what we have done and what’s left to do. The photos of this day are at: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/xaov22qn8ymovjy/zSVg8WhXUU