Dark clouds are gathering over Devil's Peak and there's a most welcome cool, almost chilly breeze after a scorching summer's day in Cape Town. Could it possibly rain?
I've just taken a stride through the suburb, which I expect to be leaving at month-end as I move into a place of my own.
I'm in Newlands village for coffee, red velvet cake and a belated attempt at my morning pages.
While tomorrow I'm happily back at work, I am looking forward to exploring this amazingly accessible city - unless you're banished to the Cape flats by povety and apartheid of course - on the mountain bike I brought from Johannesburg.
