To Swellendam!

     On our way to Swellendam we stopped by Arniston and I still can't decide if Struisbaai or Arniston is prettier. Arniston has beautiful, white sand dunes right next to the ocean--which was a brilliant turquoise color!

There is a massive cave that has given Arniston a second name: Waenhuiskrans (wagon cliff). This is because the cave is big enough to fit several ox-wagons! Go figure, we arrived at high-tide and couldn't see the cave because it was submerged. Regardless, we had a super time playing in the sand dunes...

and looking at the exciting nooks and crannies in the rocks!

      We were on a tight schedule so we had to rush off, but stopped to look at the old, traditional fishing village. It was like stepping back in time--the only give away to modernity were the t.v. antennas and security system advertisements. I felt a bit odd walking through people's lives like they were an exhibit in a museum, but I guess that is what being a tourist is. It really made me think about the things back home that I usually find quite pedestrian, from fresh eyes they are quite the opposite.