The next day we drive to Cape Point and Cape of Good Hope. There are signs everywhere about the baboons. Yay! There are baboons! I am not to feed them or pet them. I keep a watchful eye.

When we get to Cape–it is so windy. We have a fantastic view and come down only to be greeted by a baboon.

Driving to the other cape we see a ton more baboons and a bunch of ostriches. South Africa is animal heaven.

On our drive back to Cape Town, we stop at Boulder Beach. There is a penguin colony there. I had no idea that I loved penguins so much. I adore them. I start plotting to put one in my purse and smuggle him home. I want one SO BADLY. Marc puts his foot down and insist that I removed the penguin from my purse and lets me know that I will be kicked out of South Africa, most likely forever, Phillip, my new penguin, comes out of purse.

Cape Town is hosting the FIFA draw for the World Cup. All of Long Street is shut for a massive party and the draw. Charlize Theron is hosting (in a red gown with a thin, black patent belt) and is stunning. David Beckham is helping her. Charlize and Becks–we love you! The crowd was thick and since there were so many people already on Long Street, they had closed all entrances. I was ready to give up and watch it on the TV. Marc had a strategy and I know that when Marc has a strategy on where we should be, he is always right. Yep, we got in and made our way to the front.

Brazilians And More

After the draw, we decided that it was far too fun to go back to our hotel, however we were starving. We saw these girls with pitas that looked so delicious. They pointed out where they were from and we got in line. While there we saw a guy and I said–hey, doesn’t that look like Tim Mathieson? It was his Doppelganger. He was as tall (if not taller) and keeping line control. We were getting very annoyed that so many people were trying to bud in front. Our friend Tim was keeping everyone in line. We are at the front and salivating and this guy, a Germ (they are EVERYWHERE) takes a vantage point and asks a girl (who is behind us) what she wants in German. Marc gets out of line and tells the guy we are waiting (in German) and gets (in German) why are you talking to me? I officially hate this guy. I turn to Tim and let him know that the horrible Germ is trying to get in front. He congratulates Marc for doing to right thing and gets in a fight with the horrible Germ. ‘Get in the F*ing line!’, shouts Tim. The horrible Germ ignores him. Tim grabs him by the scruff. Rip–there goes the horrible Germ’s golf shirt. The horrible Germ calls Tim a hooligan and Tim gets in his face and says ‘I am South African, you cock sucker’. We order our food, think Tim is a rock star, snicker at the horrible Germ and keep repeating Tim’s infamous line all night.

Tim Mathieson–we couldn’t stop thinking of you AND it is your 2nd twin in South Africa. We never knew the guy’s name, but it felt fitting to name him Tim.

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