Kicking heels

It was 1 am this morning when I finally arrived at the house in Camps Bay-a suburb of Cape Town-where I have rooms for the next 3 nights.The area is pretty though it is rather offputting to see all the houses bearing signs saying "armed response"! In town there are a lot of blacks wearing official jackets emblazoned with "Public Safety".One such guy,looking likean accident on legs,started to cross the road,so I followed him and nearly got run over.They obviously do not command respect!!My experience,little that is,is that the blacks are disarmingly cheerful and helpful.It is a shame that the underlying tensions give the society a semblance of wearing an ill-fitting straight-jacket.Perhaps,over the next 2 months my view will change.
I haven't seen any whales yet-of the marine kind anyway.Only a few seals.It seems I am a bit late for the best time to see them.My noble intention was to climb the Table Mountain tomorrow.(I wasn't going to be put off by the white shopkeeper this morning who told me to take a stick;I don't need one,I said.Not for the climbing,he replied ominously).The yachts start coming in tomorrow on their global journey in the Volvo Yacht Race.I thought I might get a good view from up the mountain.But I have been warned that the weather could be too bad tomorrow.
Best wishes,
Eric.