Today we were supposed to hike Table Mountain, which overlooks Cape Town. When we met with the guide, though, he gave us the option of postponing until Monday because there was fog on the mountain.
Cleverly enough, they refer to this as the "Table Cloth."
We elected to have a lazy day, instead, and spent the day sleeping and spending far too much on internet access. Funny how you can blow through 4 hours of internet in the blink of an eye.
For dinner we went to an Italian restaurant, called Nona Linna, and that's where probably the scariest thing yet happened.
We heard the squeal of breaks and then a lady screaming what I can only describe as a heartbroken sob. She ran into the restaurant and started imploring the people there to call an ambulance. Her husband was hit by a car.
I don't know what happened - I didn't see. The workers at the restaurant did not seem particularly helpful, but I'm also not sure that there's a nationwide 911-like system. You could see all of the foreigners in the restaurant thinking, "What if that were me?"
Evidently one of the other patrons was an EMT of some sort, because he dashed out of the restaurant and started helping. After what felt like an eternity (but was probably less than 5 minutes) ambulances and police cars started showing up.
We were told later that the husband was going to the hospital, and that he was going to be ok. Still, it brings home how quickly things can change - how tenuous our presence is.
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