An intrepid soul recently decided to visit Cape Town as a tourist and get around without private (metered) taxis or a hired car, and wrote about his experience on the Trip Advisor Cape Town forum.
Using Public Transportation in Cape Town - A firsthand account
Unique Handspring Puppetry Tour - next week only
Cape Town has been shortlisted for the designation of World Design Capital for 2014, competing with Dublin and Bilbao. WDC is designated every other year by the International Council of Societies of Industrial Design (ICSID) to cities that are dedicated to using design for social, cultural and economic development.Cape Town and design - a video intro
Planeta.com, Nutti Sami Siida and friends are hosting Indigenous People's Week August 8-12, 2011. This is an online unconference focusing on Indigenous Peoples and tourism. Themes include biodiversity conservation, crafts, cultural heritage, food and literacy (traditional reading and writing and digital literacy -- the emerging read write culture).Indigenous People's Week 2011 8-12 August
The Darling Stagger: Early review of new Cape West Coast Trail
ALERT: New Cape West Coast Trails open for booking!
Doung Jahangeer - seeing cities
A more thoughtful review by Tom Robbins here.Real Mexican food in Cape Town (at last!)
Poet and essayist Stephen Watson died early yesterday morning. His writing life is not associated in any way with crime fiction – in fact I don’t even know if he read it. But he is associated with the city of Cape Town, the city that has come to dominate the settings of our crime thrillers. One of Stephen’s ideas was that a city needed an imaginary life, something that Cape Town – or the citizens of Cape Town – seemed to resist. As he memorably put it: ‘…([W]hen its citizens and tourists go to the beach here, they step into water, colder or warmer, but not into literature’. In the collection of essays he edited about the city, A City Imagined (2006), he found that this was changing. That writers could not ‘desist from imagining and reimaging the place of our lives’. From the readers’ comments local crime writers receive, it would seem that they have become part of the imagining of this place.
In tribute to Stephen, an extract from his Afterword in A City Imagined:
A person writes so much about a place not because he belongs, but because he wants to belong. He writes about a city, seeking out its hidden coordinates, the substructures that might define it – the character of its light, the dryness of its stone – not only because instinctively, as the American writer Flannery O’Connor once put it, that ‘if you are going to write you’d better have somewhere to come from’.
In fact I did not understand, in my youth, that in writing about Cape Town I was trying to compensate for the degree to which that city, like the rest of South Africa at the time, afflicted me with a sense of homelessness. My passionate identification with the place was fuelled by a no less impassioned sense of homelessness. The stone of its streets, the sight of the sea and its confluence with sky, whether drained of light or light-filled, the precise way in which it bleached with the onset of the first winds of summer – I tried for a long time to invest such things with all that I lacked, all that was lost, and which indeed could not be found. I was one of those who write about a city, peopling it, but also trying to capture that meeting of coastline and skyline – those impalpable things – in order to define and create a home for himself, a home that does not exist – and then, beyond that, to reinvent for himself, in his own exile, a lost kingdom, the lost tradition.’
Stephen Watson, poet of Cape Town, dies
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