Hello! Back to our story of living in a new country, in South Africa. Today I continue the story of our temporary homes. In the previous post, I told you about our three residences. In mid-August, we reached the fourth house. Located on Geneva Drive, in the Camps Bay area.
Living like tourists: Geneva Drive
We picked up all of our Woodford belongings and drove up this street. There we were welcomed by the owner's sister-in-law. Well he lives in Johannesburg. We really liked the house. It had a pool, and well, we didn't go much, just once, on a sunny Sunday, our youngest daughter was encouraged, even though she told us afterwards that the water was freezing.
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Camps Bay football feld |
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View from Cape Town from the International German School |
In those three weeks, it was even easier to enjoy the beach of Camps Bay, since the house was about a two minute walk. Almost daily we went to dinner at restaurants visited mostly by tourists. Every weekend with sun, we took the opportunity to walk on the beach, before going to dinner. From the house, we also enjoyed the sunsets. We were very lucky to have the view of the famous Lion´s Head mountain. All this while my husband worked in his first weeks in the new position, and our daughters began their academic life at the German International School. While they were busy, I began to walk the typical path of an expat mom-wife: carrying and picking up daughters, shopping and in the gym, which I loved: the Virgin Activ, an institution in Cape Town.
Meanwhile, our patience was decreasing. We already wanted to have our things that still came from Switzerland. The new house was waiting in the Bakoven area. But the ship with our container still did not arrive. We had to wait!
New address before going to Dubai
The three weeks passed, and it was time to change the house again. The reason was that it was no longer available to us, as someone had already made the reservation in advance. For this reason, an apartment on Victoria Road was waiting for us.
This time the apartment was facing the sea. I cannot say that we suffered, even though we had not had a home since mid-July, because with the sunrise and sunset views, we forgot very much about the absence of the container with our things.
The new apartment was approximately fifteen minutes walk from the shops in Camps Bay, which made us walk, which we missed a lot. We were walking in a very safe area, there was no need to be afraid, because the country is insecure. This is a very touristy area and during daylight hours there is no reason for concern.
The temperature in Cape Town was increasing. Summer was felt. August was giving us hotter days, reason for our daughters to arm themselves with courage and enter the pool in the afternoons to enjoy the sun. And we enjoyed them with the ocean views.
But soon we would pack up and leave this apartment as our daughters' vacations would begin. My husband would have a meeting in Switzerland. So we decided to spend a week in Dubai and then he would travel alone to Basel and we would return, to our new home, to receive the container furniture. We were already getting close to leaving the life of nomads. But I will tell you about this in my next post. Thank you very much for reading me on this adventure in South Africa!
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