Cape Town:

It was when we rounded the head just south of Camps bay in our hire car that the beauty of this amazing scenery really took my breath away. The coastal road takes you past cliffs over 1000m high, past table mountain, fabulous beaches dotted with even more fabulous bodies, through pleasant villages, all the way down to the Cape of Good Hope.

After the dry highveld scenery and dour shopping malls, it was literally a breath of fresh air. Quite a large breath in fact - the wind is pretty powerful at times at the Cape.

Cape Town itself has the feel of a real city that Joburg doesn't. Like having streets, with shops, and not just shopping malls reachable only by car. The waterfront area is a little too touristy for my taste, but pleasant none the less - Joburg has no equivalent, not even a river to walk along.

Long street is a pretty lively area - almost to the point of downright dodgy on a Saturday night. But the atmosphere is much more multi-cultural - whereas in Joburg most bars are either black or white, here there's a bit more racial mix - at least in the bars.

But it's the beauty of the Cape that really appeals. You can very quickly immerse yourself in the wilderness of table mountain, or huge deserted (and windswept) beaches, cape point itself, with its baboons and buck. Another amusing sideshow is boulders beach - a real beach (strewn with boulders) which doubles as a huge penguin colony. These penguins are not emperor-sized, or quite as dignified, but they are very comical and unafraid of humans. It's a pretty incongruous sight to see a pair of penguins waddling amongst sunbathing tourists!

Conclusion: I could definitely live in Cape Town. At least in the summer.