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If you’ve ever tried to take a casual dip in the Atlantic Ocean on the Clifton side, you know the routine. You walk in with the best intentions, your toes hit the water, and suddenly you’re doing a frantic, high-kneed dance back to your towel because your ankles have gone numb in approximately four seconds. […]
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We’ve all been there. You wake up on a Saturday morning in February, the sun is blazing, the South Easter is—miraculously—not blowing, and you decide it’s a beach day. But by the time you hit Victoria Road, you realize everyone else had the same idea. Clifton 4th is a sea of umbrellas, and finding a […]
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Cape Town’s mountains are intimidating, and for good reason. If you pick the wrong trail, you’ll end up carrying a screaming toddler up a vertical rock face while sunburnt tourists squeeze past you on a narrow ledge. We’ve all been there—the “easy walk” that turns into a four-hour survival mission. But hiking with the family […]
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If you had asked a local about Salt River a decade ago, they probably would have described it as the “industrial engine room” of Cape Town. It was a place of humming textile factories, steel-toed boots, and the rhythmic clatter of trains pulling into the station. But as we move through February 2026, this neighborhood […]
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There’s a specific kind of magic that happens when you’re sitting just a few inches above the waterline in a plastic cockpit, the Atlantic Ocean is humming beneath you, and a flightless bird torpedoes past your paddle at twenty kilometers per hour. If you’ve ever stood on the crowded boardwalks of Boulders Beach, peering over […]
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If there is one “rite of passage” that separates a Cape Town visitor from a true local, it isn’t eating a gatsby or braaiing in the wind—it’s standing on the granite crown of Lion’s Head at midnight, surrounded by a thousand other people howling at the moon. There is something primal about it. While the […]
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There is a specific kind of magic that happens in Cape Town during February. The “South-Easter” wind, which usually spends December and January trying to blow the toupees off unsuspecting tourists, finally starts to mellow out. The sun takes on a golden, honey-like quality, and the city feels like it’s exhaling. In this sweet spot […]
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If you’ve ever spent a Saturday afternoon strolling along the Sea Point Promenade, you’ve definitely done the “Cape Town Cranes” move. It’s that involuntary action where you stop, tilt your head back, and squint at the colorful, jellyfish-like canopies drifting silently toward the grassy landing strip near the lighthouse. From the ground, it looks serene. […]
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f you’ve ever found yourself walking along the Victoria Road ridge as the sun begins its slow, golden descent toward the Atlantic, you might have witnessed a very strange phenomenon. You look down over the granite boulders of Clifton 3rd Beach, and instead of the usual quiet murmur of the waves, you see hundreds of […]
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If you’ve spent any time in Cape Town during the summer months, you’ve likely noticed a peculiar shift in energy as the lunar cycle nears its peak. The “South Easter” wind might die down for a miraculous evening, the Atlantic seems to hold its breath, and a strange, magnetic pull draws hundreds of locals out […]
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