Capetonians appear to be a friendly bunch, from Shadley, the car rental agent at the airport who cracked jokes in a singsong Indo - South African accent, to the various homeless guys on our street who call me "boss". Manitobans are also said to be friendly, so when a gentleman at the Bo Kaap Kombuis restaurant, an obscure hole-in-the-wall two blocks from our house, began chatting with us and we discovered that he had lived in Winnipeg for twenty years but returned to Cape Town to retire, conversation was easy and automatic. It turns out that as we spoke he began to look and sound more and more familiar... It turns out that I began to look and sound more familiar to him too... It turns out he used to have a beagle named Penny...
The photos are from our neighborhood, Bo Kaap, a Crayola world strung along clutch smoking ultra steep cobbled streets. It is the center of the small Cape Malay community, who are not Malaysians, but the descendants of Muslim prisoners and slaves brought from various parts of Asia by the British two hundred plus years ago.
Small world.
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