As I mentioned in my recap of my visit to Robben Island, my trip to Cape Town seemed like it was largely a bust. The legendary beauty of the South African Mother City had eluded me for almost the entirety of my trip due to the torrential downpour the rolled into the city the day I arrived and didn't leave until the morning I headed out to the island that held Nelson Mandela for years. Even though the rain seemed to have moved on that morning, the clouds and fog lingered. Wo
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Hello! I'm David - world traveler, food aficionado, gay dude, and storyteller. This is where I share amazing sights, delicious dishes, LGBT travel advice, & my favorite stories!