Farewell Cape Town …
6 April 2023, South Atlantic Ocean ⋅ ⛅ 66 °F
… until we meet again!
CPT: City Hall
6 April 2023, Afrika Selatan ⋅ ☀️ 82 °F
It was just after 11:00a when we left the Castle of Good Hope. We had no specific plans in mind, so we decided to walk towards the City Hall … a few blocks away.
Built in 1905, City Hall is one of the oldest public spaces in Cape Town … its clock tower an iconic landmark of the city skyline. It is also home to the Cape Philharmonic Orchestra. Built originally to house the city offices, the duties carried out by these office have been moved to the Civic Center.
City Hall is considered an Edwardian masterpiece. It was from the portico balcony here that Nelson Mandela gave his first speech to the nation after being released from prison on 11 February 1990. In remembrance of the occasion, a statue of Mandela today stands on the balcony. An exhibit in the building remembers the day and Mandela.
At the visitor information center, located on the ground floor, the man on duty was happy to answer questions. When we asked what was open to the public, he directed us first to the Mandela Exhibit and then to the Attic Exhibit. The latter tells the story of the city … past and present.
By the time we left City Hall the heat and humidity had risen to a point where it was no longer comfortable to wander around. Seeking shade where possible, we slowly made our way through the nearby pedestrian mall to St George’s Cathedral. From there, we hopped in an Uber to the V&A Waterfront.
Our plan was to get a bite to eat before returning to the ship for our early sailaway. Unfortunately, none of the places that appealed to us was able to seat us within our small window of opportunity. Instead, we got ourselves a sweet treat from one of the gelaterias and slowly wandered back to the cruise terminal … with time to spare before the 3:30p all aboard.Baca lagi
CPT: Castle of Good Hope
6 April 2023, Afrika Selatan ⋅ ☀️ 79 °F
“Jan van Riebeck arrived here on 6 April 1652 to establish the Cape Colony for the Dutch East India Company.”
We learned that from a man who stopped us at the entrance of the Castle of Good Hope to ask if we were South African. When we told him that we weren’t, he explained that he was testing his fellow South Africans to see how many knew the importance of today.
The Castle was the first stop on today’s DIY sightseeing on our last day in Cape Town.
Built by the Dutch East India Company between 1666-1679, this bastion fort is the oldest existing colonial building in South Africa. It was originally located on the coastline of Table Bay. Land reclamation work now puts it inland … in the central business district. A National Heritage Site, the castle is considered to be the world’s best preserved example of a 17th century architectural structure.
We wandered the grounds at will, charmed by the golden-yellow walls of the buildings surrounding the two courtyards. Of the three museums within the walls, we skipped the Military Museum, visiting instead the Cape Heritage Museum with its very eclectic collection, and the William Fehr Collection … housed in a building with a beautiful wrought iron balcony. Our steps at one point took us to the top of one of the bastions … from where we were afforded a clear view of Table Mountain and the city skyline.
What surprised us was that on this beautiful blue-sky day there were very few visitors at what is an iconic landmark of the city. That did not change throughout the two hours we took to explore the castle. No complaints from us … we like having fewer people at the sites we visit.
A great start to our day.Baca lagi

PengembaraI really like that warm yellow ochre color. It seems so iconic and yet I remember it from Cartagena as well.
CPT: Art & Food @ V&A Waterfront
5 April 2023, Afrika Selatan ⋅ ☀️ 75 °F
By the time we left the National Gallery, it was well after 1:00p. It was hot, hot, hot. We were ready for some R&R. We decided Uber back to the ship to rest up before following through with our plans to go over to the V&A Waterfront for a stroll and dinner.
Around 4:30p, we headed out again. Following the yellow and blue path from the terminal, we walked the short distance to the V&A Waterfront … named for Queen Victoria and her son, Alfred.
The entire complex was hopping with people browsing the shops and the mall. I am not one to spend time going in and out of shops. It’s just not me. I don’t much care for crowds either. So that bit was disappointing. But we found plenty of public art to keep us entertained. Some of the shops had interesting stone and metal sculptures displayed outside … waiting to be spirited away by anyone willing to pay the price tag. They too provided photo ops and cheer.
On the far side of the marina, Mui found a men’s salon and stopped in to get a haircut while I watched the sea lions that were hauled out on a couple of the piers … some peacefully sleeping … others play-fighting in defense of their snooze-spots.
When Mui and I met up again, we started looking at the menus displayed in front of the restaurants. Several caught our attention, but without reservations, we had to find one that could seat us without too long of a wait.
A place called Sevruga welcomed us to a two-top overlooking the marina … a great spot from which to people-watch as we enjoyed a delicious meal. Mui ordered the whole grilled grouper, which was served with a spicy red sauce; I had the fettuccine with shrimp, which was served in a creamy sauce. The chocolate tart that was accompanied by vanilla ice cream was the perfect sweet ending.
By the time we left the restaurant, it was already dark. And growing chilly now that the sun had disappeared. We slowly wandered back to the ship to rest up. Tomorrow is another day of exploration in Cape Town.Baca lagi

Pengembara
What is the easiest way to add music to a recording (off of an iPhone)? Thanks

Two to TravelSorry, I don’t know for sure. I use iMovie on my laptop and my music library is linked to it. So it’s a matter of dragging and dropping to the video clip after I delete the audio of the clip and then trimming down the music to match the length of the clip. I imagine it would be similar on an iPhone. You might want to Google the steps to see if it is possible.
CPT: A Garden & An Art Gallery
5 April 2023, Afrika Selatan ⋅ ☀️ 82 °F
Leaving St George’s, we spied signs for nearby attractions. After perusing them, we decided to go to the Company’s Garden, a heritage site that is billed as the oldest garden in South Africa.
The name “company” is a reference to the Dutch East India Company, which established the garden in 1652. Their reason for doing so was to provide fresh vegetables to the settlement and provisions to passing ships.
After the 1680s, the garden was beautified and it became a gathering place. It was made famous by writers of various nationalities. They claimed that visitors who had seen the celebrated gardens of Europe and India all agreed that this garden had the greatest variety of trees, shrubs, and flowers collected in one place.
Today, we found neither vegetables nor a great number of colorful blooms. Nonetheless, the manicured grounds were very nice and the shaded paths provided respite from the sun. As well, we enjoyed seeing squirrels scampering about … even one that was an albino, and spent time watching an Egyptian geese family … the goslings seeking shade under mama goose.
Seeing a white building at the end of one of the garden paths, we walked in that direction to see if the building housed anything that might be of interest to us. It did. We had arrived at the National Gallery of Art … also known as the Iziko South African National Gallery.
We paid the admission and went in to enjoy not just the colorful and varied art, but also the air conditioning. Turns out that we had happened upon a hidden gem.Baca lagi
CPT: The Bo-Kaap
5 April 2023, Afrika Selatan ⋅ ☀️ 77 °F
Once we were back down at the bottom station at Table Mountain, Mui pulled out his phone to get an Uber to pick us up. No cell signal! Whaaaat? We’d had a data signal at the top! We asked one of the guards if there was wi-fi for visitors. He told us which one to use. But the speed was so slow that we couldn’t complete the transaction. What to do?
We talked to a couple of taxi drivers. They wanted an outrageous double fare to take us down. No can do. Walking down wasn’t an option on this hot day. Since the Uber app was showing vehicles near us, Mui walked around, talked to a few drivers, and found one willing to drive us down the mountain. We paid him cash … the same amount we’d paid from the cruise terminal up to the cable car station. A good deal for the driver. He was a happy camper. And we were where we wanted to be. Win-Win!
Where were we? In the Bo-Kaap … a colorful Muslim neighborhood-turned-tourist-attraction where the residents still go about their daily lives regardless of the camera-toting visitors. This historic area, which dates back to the 18th century, became home to Muslims and freed slaves after slavery was abolished.
An article on the Iziko Museums of South Africa website describes the history of Bo-Kaap as follows: “The history of the Bo-Kaap reflects the political processes in South Africa during the Apartheid years. The area was declared an exclusively residential area for Cape Muslims under the Group Areas Act of 1950 and people of other religions and ethnicity were forced to leave. At the same time, the neighbourhood is atypical. It is one of the few neighbourhoods with a predominantly working-class population that continued to exist near a city centre. In the mid-twentieth century, most working-class people in South Africa were moved to the periphery of the cities under the Slum Clearance Act and neighbourhood improvement programmes.”
The houses, painted in bright colors, gleamed under the sun and invited us to wander around. The narrow cobble-stone streets took us up and down the neighborhood … to places that oozed charm and serenity. I later learned that using color to paint the houses was an expression of freedom. Apparently, while on lease, all of the houses had to be painted white. That changed when the slaves were allowed to buy the leased properties.
A short but delightful stop on our day of sightseeing.
We left the Bo-Kaap on foot, following a meandering route with no particular destination in mind. When we came to St George’s Cathedral, we went inside for a quick look-see before finding our next sightseeing stop.Baca lagi
CPT: Table Mountain
5 April 2023, Afrika Selatan ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F
CPT being a reference to Cape Town, where — after a fabulous special event yesterday — we have two more days for sightseeing.
There is a lot to see and do in and around the city. Perhaps a tour would have been appropriate to get us to places like Boulder Beach and the Cape of Good Hope. But we decided to freestyle our exploration and focus on the city itself.
There was one common advice that we got from those who had been to Cape Town before. “If the ‘tablecloth is off,’ drop everything and head up to Table Mountain,” they said. The tablecloth, of course, is the cloud cover that hides the scenery from view once you are at the top.
Thus, when we woke up to a crystal clear blue sky — with nary a cloud visible anywhere — there was no question what we’d be doing. The downside of our morning at Table Mountain was the harsh glare of the sun that washed out the scenery. The upside was that by midday the ‘tablecloth’ was starting to cover the mountain. In the end, it was best that we went up when we did.
We knew that the cable car that whisks visitors nearly 3,600 feet to the top was bound to be crowded. No dallying on the ship, therefore. A quick breakfast … and we were off. We asked a guard at the terminal where Uber picks-up and walked the short distance to that gate. Shortly after 7:30a, we were on our way to the bottom station.
There were two queues waiting for the cableway to start operating. One was a long line of people with tickets already in hand. The other was a long line of people who needed to purchase tickets. We joined the second queue. The line moved quickly. I think we were on the second or third cable car to go up.
The circular cable cars, which can carry 65 people, have two glass-free areas at either end. To give everyone equal opportunity at viewing the scenery without a barrier, the floor rotates. It was a weird feeling when the floor first started moving, but we quickly adapted. An ingenious system really. Unfortunately, there is no way to get decent photos without the cables being part of the scenery. So, I limited my shutter clicks and just enjoyed the ride.
Table Mountain is within the Cape Floral Kingdom, which was inscribed as a UNESCO Natural World Heritage Site in 2004. The mountain wasn’t always known by its current name. The indigenous people of the Cape called it Hoerikwaggo … mountain of the sea. In 1503, a Castilian-Portuguese admiral by the name of Antonio de Saldanha christened the mountain Taboa do Cabo … Table of the Cape. He was, by the way, the first European to ascend the mountain … at least, the first recorded one.
I had read that hiking was the thing to do. So, once we got to the Top Station, we studied the trail map. We didn’t have enough time to do the longest trail, but we cobbled together a nice walk by following two of the trails. Along the way, we had our first encounter with dassies, considered a keystone species. Their name — Dutch in origin — means badger. There was one female with three juveniles that were especially fun to watch.
The day was beautiful … though much hotter than yesterday … and a bit humid. No shade to speak of. But a nice breeze dissipated the heat … if only a little. Even washed out as the scenery was, we enjoyed seeing the city and its environs from high up.
We could have dallied at Table Mountain all day, but we had other places to go … things to see.Baca lagi
RTW Event: Boschendal Wine Estate
4 April 2023, Afrika Selatan
Here’s how the invitation we received a couple of weeks ago described today’s event … disregard the run on sentences and lack of punctuation 😉
“Deep within the splendid wine region of Franschhoek Valley in South Africa’s Western Cape, lies Boschendal, a stunning 1,800-hectare winery and nature preserve dating back to 1685 which has been maintained by generations of families. This afternoon stroll and soak in the beautiful scenery as you immerse yourself in the beauty of the South African wine country. Savor the flavors of farm-to-table delicacies, as well as Boschendal’s fine wines, in this unique farmer’s market setting while listening to the sweet sounds of the Marimba band and a live acoustic performance. Photo booths will help capture special memories of this wonderful day with friends.”
Sounds fun? It was terrific fun.
Normally, tour groups meet in the Insignia Lounge to exchange tickets for bus assignments. Not today. Since the immigration formalities were being conducted in the cruise terminal, the Destinations staff had a table set up outside the passport control area. In no time, we were heading to bus #1, which we were told was the last one on the left. It wasn’t. But that’s OK … the sign on the back of the bus made it easy to find it anyway.
The schedule called for the first departure at 10:00a. Our guide decided to get on the road ahead of schedule, telling us that she’d take us through the city on a quick tour. “But, sssshhh, don’t tell the people on the other buses,” she cautioned. So, we got a sneak peek of downtown before leaving the city.
The drive to the winery wasn’t very long. The further we got from the city, the greener the scenery became … farms and vineyards. By 10:30a, we had arrived at the Boschendal Wine Estate … or more accurately, Farm Estate.
Since we weren’t expected until 11:00a, our guide had the bus take us to the farm section. Here, we got to use the restrooms, check out the shops selling everything from wine, to meat, to eggs, to … well, you get the idea. We also had time to check out the farmscape before we were directed to head over to the olive press area, the site of our event. By this time, the drummers were already beating out a tune for us to follow. Waiters stood by with trays of the wine for us to start sipping.
The set up included tables inside a building that was open on one side, as well as tables outdoor … under canopies. We opted for a six top here, which we shared with Sonia & Boris, and Younga & David.
Amidst the tables were charming sitting areas, with booths lining either side. Our guide had given us wristbands that she said we could exchange for a gift from these stalls. The bands were worth R500 each … and could be used independently, or could be combined for a single purchase. After checking the paintings (Mui said he could paint similar scenes himself), the wire and bead animals, placemats, runners, and the like, I settled on a beaded wristlet for myself.
With glasses of wine in hand, we wandered around the beautiful estate, enjoying the scenery, and getting our photograph taken at a booth. Then, it was time for the meal to be served … family-style. The food was plentiful ad very tasty. The wine pour was continuous … and there was beer and non-alcoholic beverages for those who preferred something different.
We enjoyed the relaxed pace of the meal, which was accompanied first by a marimba band and then by an acoustic duo. The small dance floor saw plenty of action.
Shortly before 3:00p, we were served our “dessert on the go” … ice lollies. This was our cue that the event was wrapping up.
Indeed, a few minutes later, the passengers on bus #1 were called. We dutifully made our way to where the bus was waiting for us. An uneventful drive returned us to the port by 4:00p.
A fantastic special event. As good as the first event held in Buenos Aires was, this one topped it! The bar has now been set very high for our next event … which will be held in Dubai.Baca lagi
Airfare ✔️… YIKES!
3 April 2023, Amerika Syarikat ⋅ ☀️ 64 °F
From where we sit on our veranda as Insignia makes its ways to Cape Town, our first South African port of call on RTW2023, we purchased the airfare to get us to/from Sydney! Amazing that we had a wi-fi signal at sea that was good enough for us to do so.
Not looking forward to the 17-hour flight each way. That’s just the hop across the Pacific Ocean, by the way. With layovers included … well, I don’t even want to think about it! We have no choice but to grin and bear it, however, since our search for a cruise back to the USA to at least avoid the return flight yielded no acceptable options.
At least, we’ll be flying in comfort in a United Airlines Polaris cabin.
And, to make the most of the “yikes-inducing” long and expensive flights, we have added a week pre-cruise in Sydney and a month post-cruise to explore bits and pieces of Australia that a ship can’t get to.Baca lagi
Cape Town, South Africa
4 April 2023, Afrika Selatan ⋅ ⛅ 55 °F
New-to-us port #30 … for a three day visit.
I was all set to watch our sail-in to Cape Town this morning. Our arrival was scheduled for 8:00a. I was up at 6:30a. Insignia was already docked. So much for that plan. At least when I stepped out on the veranda I saw that we had a view of Table Mountain to enjoy while we are docked here.
We didn’t go into town today to explore the city. That will happen over the next two days. Today was the second RTW event hosted for us world cruisers. It took us to Franschhoek. Can you say 🍷?
I’ll write about our fantastic event in the next footprint.
This one is just a welcome to Cape Town.Baca lagi
At Sea
3 April 2023, South Atlantic Ocean ⋅ 🌙 64 °F
A very quiet day at sea … starting with a very colorful sunrise. I hear sunset was lovely, too, but that happens on the other side of the ship, so we seldom see it. We’ll get those colors once Insignia begins heading north.
The artist’s on this segment had their “graduation” exhibit today. I went up to check out the creations. There’s some real talent in the group. Mui has come a long way since he first picked up a brush after we left San Francisco in January and can hold his own amongst those who are more experienced.
Yes, yes … one of these days, I’ll post some of his work. But first, I need to catch up on the missing posts for the ports we’ve left in our rear view mirror.
Dinner tonight was with Kadi and Brad in Toscana. A delightful one as always … many travel stories shared again.Baca lagi

PengembaraI would be a totally hopeless case - even with all the techniques in the world. There should be a talent and a thriving for it and Mui obviously got it. Great!
Lüderitz: Ghost Town of Kolmanskop
2 April 2023, Namibia ⋅ ☁️ 70 °F
As Insignia was tying up at its berth this morning, I spotted a tent with the words “Kolmanskop Tours.” Yeah!
As soon as the ship was cleared, we headed to the tent to check it out … R740 for two … including R/T transportation, guided tour, admission, and free time at the ghost town. Perfect. We signed up on the spot. That’s about $42 for the two of us. Pretty darn good.
The vans shuttle visitors back and forth to what the brochures describe as the “forbidden zone” … just 15 minutes away. That designation holds true for the fenced off area where the mine itself is located. Although the mine is now defunct, there are still diamonds to be mined … it’s just cost-prohibitive to do so.
Upon arrival, a guide took us to the all-purpose building that he said was the last one to be built in town … and also the biggest. Back in the day, the building served as a gym, a ballroom, an opera and theater house, and even a cinema … the first of its kind. There was no entertainment today. Rather, this is where the guide regaled us with the history of the town … which, during German colonial times, was known as Kolmannskuppe.
Kolmanskop, an Afrikaans word for Coleman’s Head, was little more than a railway station back in the day. Then, in 1908, one of the rail workers whose job it was to clear the rail lines of the ever blowing Namib Desert sand, found a shiny object that was determined to be a diamond. The rest is history, as they say. The Germans arrived to establish a larger settlement and began to mine the diamond field. By 1912, a million carats of diamonds were being produced annually.
The town had all the luxuries necessary to entice people to live there. A hospital, which had the first x-ray machine in the Southern Hemisphere that served a dual purpose … to x-ray workers to ensure they weren’t carrying diamonds out by swallowing them; a power station; a casino; an ice factory; a school and teacher’s house; the aforementioned all-purpose building … across the road from which was the big residence built for the entertainment manager so that he could host the performers brought in to entertain the population. There were also accommodations for the 500 or so people who lived there … a big dormitory for the single men and houses for the senior managers and their families. A butcher, a baker, a post office … everything one would need was available. Fresh water was at a premium and had to be brought in by rail.
At first, prospecting for diamonds was done freely, with those finding the precious gems selling what they found to the Germans. But eventually the Germans wanted stricter control over the operation and deemed the diamond fields “verboten.” Mining continued at a fever-pitch by the mining company. But, like all good things, this “diamond rush” came to a close eventually.
In 1928, alternate diamond fields were found at the mouth of the Orange River. By 1930, the Kolmanskop mine was all but depleted. By 1956, the town was abandoned. Nature — in the form of sand — took over. Then, in the 1980s, tourism came to the rescue. The town was partially restored and began to operate as a tourist attraction.
As we wandered around, our guide told us stories about life in Kolmanskop. He had a sense of humor as he explained that the two doctors and four nurses were accommodated in a building next to the 150-single men who lived in the dormitory. “Who came up with that bright idea, I have no idea,” he said with a wink.
In the ice house, he described how blocks of ice were made in metal tubes, and explained that each household received ½-block of ice daily. As well, they were given a certain amount of lemonade and water, and six bread rolls. Anything else people wanted, they had to purchase. He pointed to a small train that he said went around delivering the free daily provisions I listed above. That same train also served as a taxi for women, who found it hard to get around when the wind was a-blowin’.
After the tour, we went off on our own, slogging through the sand that is everywhere you look. We visited the shopkeeper’s house — which has been partially furnished. We went to the museum where a few artifacts are on display. We wandered over to the-once-fancy house built for the mine manager, who boasted the only view of the ocean 8 miles away.
Mui and I found the ghost town fascinating. We spent over two hours there. And still did not make it into all of the buildings.Baca lagi
Lüderitz, Namibia
2 April 2023, Namibia ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F
New-to-us Port #29.
A glorious sunrise while we were still hours from reaching Lüderitz. I always consider a colorful start to the day as a good omen for what lies ahead.
Indeed, we had a great day. Partly due to the fact that the wind was light. This is an important factor in this part of Namibia, which sees very strong winds 250+ days out of the year. Sand and wind don’t play well, after all.
Another reason we had a great day was that we managed to book a tour on the pier from the concessionaire who manages a nearby ghost town … Kolmanskop. But that story is for the next footprint.
After our tour, we asked the shuttle driver to drop us off at the church we had spied atop a hill. This was also the area where we knew there would be some colorful buildings dating back from the German colonial period.
We visited the church … 🙂. Felsenkirche (aka Church of the Rock) was built for the German Evangelical Lutheran congregation in 1911-12. Inside, we found beautiful stained glass windows … the ones along the sides donated by the German aristocracy … the one at the altar a gift from the German Emperor.
We strolled down the street with the colorful buildings 🙂. Fewer than I expected, but still good photo ops. In the cigar/gift shop housed in one of the buildings, we saw a jar labeled Izmir … my hometown in Türkiye. Turns out that it was one of the brands of tobacco they sell at the shop.
We missed visiting the beautiful home built by a German businessman 🙁. Apparently, he did so to impress his wife … and to hopefully convince her to stay in Lüderitz. It didn’t work and they returned to Germany. We’ll have to catch the house next time.
We wrapped up our stroll with a delightful meal at the Portuguese Fisherman, a restaurant recommended by a local woman. Rustically charming … fishing nets hanging around the outdoor seating; the bow of a fishing boat set up as the waiting area; picnic benches in lieu of tables. The place was hopping with passengers from the ship … as well as crew and staff. We were seated at a table with fellow passengers, and enjoyed the company of Nancy and Tom, who turned out to be from Colorado as well.
Returning to the ship after our satisfying lunch, we went through the departure face-to-face immigration process (this time retaining our passports for the immigration formalities in South Africa), and then enjoyed quiet time on the ship.
Dinner tonight was the Chef’s Market Dinner at the Terrace Café. On the menu: crocodile, ostrich, springbok, and goat … and a whole bunch of other specialties of the country we will be visiting for a week after we spend a day at sea tomorrow.
Oh, and yes, we had more color in the evening sky … a lovely sunset!Baca lagi
Walvis Bay: Sandwich Harbour
1 April 2023, Namibia ⋅ ☁️ 59 °F
Day 2 in Walvis Bay. And what a fantastic day it was!
Today, 10 friends from Insignia joined us on a tour I organized to Sandwich Harbour. We met up at 7:45a in the Martinis Bar and off we went walking down the gangway, across the pier, and out to the Harbor Front Gate to meet the tour operator.
We set off in a convoy of three 4x4 vehicles. First on the paved highway leading out of the city … then on to a dirt road. With the 4x4 gears engaged, we began our adventure, making sure not to stray off into the virgin soil where, under a thin crust, lies quicksand!
Our first stop was at the top of a dune that our Toyota Portal climbed easily. This was the overlook for the salt works . Here, our guides explained the process and told us that the pink algae in the water helps promote salt production. Something new I learned … only the top 10 cm or so of salt is scraped off, the remaining salt left for the next harvest.
Rolling back down the dune, we followed a rough road between small dunes to a lagoon where we found the flamingos. While normally both the greater and lesser flamingos can be found here, today we only saw the more colorful lesser flamingos. What a sight they made when one group took off in flight en masse.
At another stop along the way, one of the guides explained about the particles of magnetite that give patches on the dune a darker color. He swirled the sand around first. Then, using a magnet, he collected the iron particles, leaving behind just the sand. Sonia volunteered for the next part of the demonstration, which consisted of pouring the iron particles in her hand, and using the magnet under her hand to move the particles around. Fascinating.
Later, we saw where the sand had a pink/purple tint. This, we were told, is due to particles of tourmaline, garnet, and ruby being mixed with the sand. Our guide said that a close up of this sand would reveal the different particles, and also show us the mica and iron that is mixed in with it all.
Then we entered the restricted Sandwich Harbour section of Namib Naukluft National Park. This area is accessed by permit only … which our drivers had picked up when we stopped at the office so I could pay for the tour. What a difference water makes to the scenery. Gone was the desert/moon landscape of yesterday. Replaced instead with dunes that had fresh-water plants growing on them. Our guide said that digging down just 6 feet, one can find fresh water.
Our ride took us along the Atlantic Ocean, with the rough surf on our right … the dune belt running to our left. Our playground was essentially where the dunes meet the ocean. Soon after we began the drive along the ocean — possible only during low tide — we stopped to photograph three black-backed jackals that remained unperturbed by our presence.
We made a couple of stops along the shoreline to view the dunes where they stretched along the water. What our guide yesterday had said about the Atlantic taking the sand away from the dunes and then redepositing it to form new dunes became clear now that we were seeing the rough surf. At one point, some of us attempted to get some height by climbing a dune, but it was impossible. The sand was very loose … not the least bit compacted. I took a running start to see if I could make some headway, but fell to my knees after about four steps with no progress upward.
Then we turned inland. “Time to climb some dunes,” our guide said, explaining that we’d be driving up some steep, tall dunes and that he’d have to get some speed going in order to get to the top. The guides had all let air out of their tires already, so we buckled up for the crazy drive up and off we went. It was lots of fun. Mui was in the front seat trying to take some videos. We’ll have to see what kind of luck he had!
The view of Sandwich Harbour from the top was amazing. I slogged through the sand to a high point for some photos. And then we all played around a bit. Our guide was great, taking panoramas with us at both sides of the same shot. I could have spent hours hiking along the crest of the dunes. But all too soon we had to get going.
We were told that the drivers are able to go down dunes with up to a 38° slant. The ones we negotiated seemed a heck of a lot steeper. Eventually, the crazy ride down and around the dunes ended in an open space amidst the dunes … just our three vehicles in the entire space … not another soul anywhere near us. The vehicles parked, the rear hatches flung open, and like magic, oysters, a variety of meats and snacks, and champagne appeared on a table covered with a white table cloth. After toasting our adventure with bubbly, we all dug in.
The return drive along the coast was at speed to beat the incoming tide. Back in town, some of us decided to head to Anchors for two delicacies that the restaurant is famous for … as recommended by CD Ray. So, our drivers dropped us off at the restaurant instead of taking us to the port. Even with ordering only starters, the portions were huge … definitely enough to feed more than the eight of us. Calamari … melt-in-your-mouth-like-butter tender; cocochas … deep fried hake throats and cheeks in light batter with chili mayo; and a whole octopus tentacle. The draft beer I ordered was refreshing.
After our delicious al fresco meal overlooking the marina — made all the more pleasant because the sun had finally broken through the morning overcast — we walked back to the ship … maybe a mile. It was warmer than the chilly 55F that it had been when we left the ship at 7:45a, but still comfortable.
Another Namibian port tomorrow. Already, Mui and I are looking at when and how to revive old plans we had made to explore Namibia by land.Baca lagi

PengembaraSome of the best photos yet! They gave me a real sense of the dramatic landscape.

Two to TravelThere was so much to enjoy here … drive-by shooting impossible however 😁
Walvis Bay, Namibia
31 Mac 2023, Namibia
New-to-us Port #28 … with an overnight.
After a rockin’ and rollin’ kind of night, this morning at 10:00a we arrived at our first port of call in Namibia. And immediately pulled out sweaters and jackets as it was quite cool at 60F. The temperature would warm up when we left the coast for the desert, but at that moment the crisp air was like a breath of fresh air.
Before we could get off the ship, we had to go through a face-to-face immigration process with the Namibian authorities. A fairly simple formality — in through one door of the Insignia Lounge, pick up passports, have said passports stamped by the authorities, return passports to Insignia staff, get a stamp to prove that we’ve gone through immigration, and head to the gangway.
What can complicate the process is the time assigned, usually by deck, to complete the formalities and any private tour arrangements one might have. In this case, we were joining Pat & Tom’s tour, so they coordinated with the concierge to get us cleared as a group. It worked like a charm. By 10:45a, we were off the ship … by 11:00a, we were meeting the tour operator.
Today’s excursion was a 4x4 adventure that took us out into the nearly 300-mile long dune belt. The tour description said that we would be going to Dune 7, but we ended up going to a quieter section of the dunes within Dorob National Park. Here, we had free time to climb the dunes and just enjoy the majestic scenery. That we had the whole place entirely to ourselves was simply fantastic.
Next, we really put the 4WD capabilities of the vehicles to good use. Our destination was a barren area that is part of the Namib Naukluft National Park. Millennia of erosion has worked its magic here to create a landscape that is compared to the moon … hence it is often referred to as simply the Moon Landscape. We stopped at an overlook to take in the scenery … then it was off to have lunch.
We had our midday meal at Goanikontes Oasis in the national park. It is a resort/camp area in the middle of nowhere …. not far from the Swakop River. Everywhere we looked there was something interesting to see … from planters made out of denim pants, to wind chimes made out of rusty old pots and pans, to old vehicles converted into seating in the restaurant. There was also a “zoo” that some of us managed to check out. The food, ordered off the menu, was tasty and plentiful … the draft Hansa beer the perfect accompaniment.
After lunch, we headed further into the national park on a quest to see the Welwitschia … an ugly, but unique plant that is only found in the Namib Desert. These plants are quite long-lived. While the one our guides took us to see is estimated as being a mere 500 years old, others have been carbon-dated to 1,500-2,000 years old. They are quite large … some growing to widths of 6 feet. Our guide drew a circle around the plant he took us to, asking us to stay outside the circle to ensure that we didn’t damage the roots.
Continuing bumpity, bump, bump through the park, we eventually re-connected to the paved highway that took us to the coastal city of Swakopmund. The city is more or less a beach resort today, but it was founded in 1892 as the main harbour for German West Africa.
I expected that we’d have a wander in town, but when our arrival in Walvis Bay was changed from 8:00a to 10:00a, some jiggling of the itinerary must have taken place. In any event, we drove through town and stopped on the coast for a few minutes before heading back to Walvis Bay … this time via the coastal highway.
Our last stop was at the flamingo lagoon where we saw both the Greater and the Lesser Flamingos … the latter being more colorful than the former.
At one point, Mui and I had talked about having dinner in town, but by the time we returned to Insignia, we were ready for some down time. So … no dinner ashore.
Tomorrow, we have another 4x4 adventure to look forward to … back to the dunes we shall go.Baca lagi
At Sea
30 Mac 2023, South Atlantic Ocean ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F
Day 3 of 3 days at sea.
Since leaving São Tomé 3 days ago, the weather has changed steadily. From sweltering in São Tomé … to uncomfortably hot and humid … to comfortably hot and humid … to downright chilly today.
The sea state also changed today … from smooth to bumpy. At first, the motion of the ocean was just enough to add a jiggle to Insignia’s otherwise smooth movements. Later in the day, the jiggles turned into hip bumps with some big splashes as the hull cleaved through the South Atlantic.
Otherwise … a quiet day at sea in preparation for “land ahoy” tomorrow.
(Please excuse the horizon in the attached video. Between the motion of the ocean and the strong wind, I was struggling to keep the camera steady.)Baca lagi
At Sea
29 Mac 2023, South Atlantic Ocean ⋅ 🌙 73 °F
Day 2 of 3 days at sea.
Our R&R routine continues. As usual, the day passed by in the blink of an eye.
Tonight we had dinner with fellow RTWers Delonnie and Ryan. We’ve done several tours with them, but this was our first opportunity to share a meal and get to know each other better. Delightful dinner … delightful conversation … in the Grand Dining Room, which was especially quiet because half the world cruisers are at the same RTW dinner we attended last night.
(We are split into two groups for these dinners because there is no one venue on the ship that can accommodate the nearly 400 world cruisers at one time.)
On the shipboard front, there’s a contagious GI virus that is affecting some passengers … probably from something they ate or drank while they were ashore in West Africa. Precautions have been taken and we’ve been told that it’s under control.Baca lagi

PengembaraOwen and I remember Ryan and Delonnie from the ATW2020. A great couple. Owen was a member of their trivia team (a pastime that I am terrible at). Say hello!
At Sea: RTW Dinner #2
28 Mac 2023, South Atlantic Ocean ⋅ ☁️ 82 °F
Day 1 of 3 days at sea.
Our day of R&R — rest & relaxation — culminated with a special RTW dinner … the second one of this voyage. This time, we were seated in Toscana at a six-top that we shared with Ron & Marilyn and Joie & John. The menu that Chef Farid and his team put together was quite unique … and delicious. A delightful evening.Baca lagi
Back in the Southern Hemisphere
27 Mac 2023, South Atlantic Ocean ⋅ ☁️ 84 °F
It didn’t happen around 4:15p as previously announced, but we are indeed back in the Southern Hemisphere again. If the navigation channel is to be believed, we actually crossed the Equator close to 5:30p.
There was a Crossing Ceremony on the pool deck to induct the slimy polliwogs (first time Equator crossers) into the shellback society. We did not attend … I was just too comfy on the veranda where the breeze tempered the heat and humidity; Mui was painting away in the Artist’s Loft. Besides, we’ve been across this imaginary line many times before.
Dinner tonight was with Barbara and Walter … a German couple from the Frankfurt area. They are on until Dubai. Turns out that they were on RTW2022, which we joined for a segment, but our paths never crossed. We met them for the first time a few weeks ago when we were hosted in Toscana by GM Claudio and RTW Concierge Millie. Tonight, we returned to Toscana to further our acquaintance. It was a delightful meal and we look forward to sharing another one before they leave us in Dubai.Baca lagi

PengembaraPlease tell Barbara and Walter hello from us! Remind them we are the couple that tried to speak German with them! They are a very nice couple.
São Tome, São Tomé and Príncipe
27 Mac 2023, Sao Tome dan Principe ⋅ ⛅ 84 °F
New-to-us Port #27.
OMG! Was it hot and humid today?!? With a feels-like temperature of 92F and little-to-no shade relief, we felt like we were in a sauna as we wandered around the city … sweat dripping out of every pore in our bodies.
Weather like this is probably normal for São Tomé and Príncipe. This African island nation is, after all, just 20 minutes north of the Equator. We expect to cross into the Southern Hemisphere this afternoon at 4:15p.
It was obvious from stepping out on the veranda around 6:30a that it was going to be a hot, hot, hot day. So, Mui and I decided not to dally on the ship. Get off early and return early was the plan … though probably not nearly as early as we ended up doing so.
Originally, I had booked a plantation tour through the ship. But when a fellow-passenger set up a private tour, I decided to jump on that one. Unfortunately, those plans fell apart about a month ago. The only ship’s tour that was available when I went to rebook was the afternoon highlights tour. Nope, don’t want to do that. So, I booked a private tour that would have taken Mui and me to some plantations and beaches. But a few days ago, we decided to cancel it. After all the tours we’ve been doing since arriving in West Africa, we were simply toured out! Time to just go off on our own.
Once we were ashore, we found the port shuttle that had a drop off at Praça da Independancia … the city center. Just a 10-minute or so ride. Perfect.
Our idea was to first head to the shop of a chocolate master … Claudio Corallo. It came highly recommended. The email Mui received in response to the query he had sent to get tickets for the demonstration indicated that we could purchase them on arrival. So, we walked to the shop, following the waterfront, seeking shade where we could find it for a bit of respite.
Unfortunately, when we arrived at the building, we found it locked up tight. The sign on the door listed the opening time as 8:00a. It was way past that. Worse, the demo and tasting weren’t until 4:00p. No can do. The last tender was scheduled for 3:30p. So, we moved on.
Returning to downtown via backroads that took us by supermarkets and a couple of open air markets yielded nothing of interest … not even relief from the heat in the form of A/C at the supermarket. We kept walking … nothing we saw encouraged us to dally.
We’d passed the São Tomé Cathedral — aka Our Lady of Grace Cathedral — on the way to Independence Plaza. So, we found it easily enough. Construction of the original church that was near the site of the current one began at the end of the 15th century. It was reconstructed between 1576-1578, but fell into such disrepair by 1784 that it had to be rebuilt in 1814 at the initiative of the local people. The last modification was in 1956. At which time, it was remodeled in an eclectic revival style with a neo-romanesque main façade.
The interior was quite simply decorated, the blue & white azulejo tiles on the side aisles and above the altar being the highlights. Our timing was good as there was hardly anyone in the church when we arrived.
By this time, it was 10:00a. I was “put a fork in me, I’m done.” My liquid intake wasn’t able to keep up with the liquid I was losing through sweating. So, we slowly made our way along the waterfront to the shuttle stop and returned to the tender pier. We discussed walking the four blocks to the fortress where I knew the National Museum was located. I just couldn’t. We should have done that at the beginning of the day. C’est La Vie.Baca lagi
At Sea … Atlantic Expedition Stats
26 Mac 2023, Gulf of Guinea ⋅ ☁️ 84 °F
After a series of ports of call in West Africa, today we had a much-needed day at sea before our final port tomorrow in this part of the continent.
That we did nothing to exert ourselves goes without saying. It was quiet. It was relaxing.
The Oceania Club Party for this segment was tonight, so we went to the Insignia Lounge to hear OCA Cella’s stats. Here are few bits and pieces …
The 592 passengers on this segment come from 21 different countries. Instead of giving us the top five countries as she usually does, OCA Cella gave us the other end of the spectrum … one passenger each from Ireland, The Netherlands, Peru, and Ukraine.
Of the total passengers onboard, 503 are repeaters. Rather than giving us the number of days traveled by each of the 7 people who are the most traveled, OCA Cella gave us the combined total … a jaw-dropping 9,272 days!!!!
As she promised, OCA Cella also quoted some tracking stats that she received from the Food & Beverage Department. My fingers weren’t nimble enough to catch all of the details, but here are the two I managed to jot down … on a WEEKLY basis, we apparently consume 738 pounds of lobster and 6,773 pounds of vegetables.
After the party, Mui and I went up to Toscana, where a little birdie had whispered that Cacio e Pepe, one of my favorite pasta dishes, was going to be the special tonight. We were hosted for dinner by Chris, the Executive Concierge who came aboard when our friend Julio left to go on vacation, and Millie, the RTW Concierge. We had a wonderful meal. Lots of laughter and conversation accompanied it. And yes, everyone had the special pasta of the night … some as a primi piatti … or in my case, as the secondi piatti.Baca lagi

Pengembaraplease give a big hello from Wolfgang & myself to Alexandru! I can't believe that he is still in the same contract as during our Amazon/Caribbean cruise in Nov/Dez. of last year 🫡🫡🫡

Two to TravelWill do … we’ll be seeing him again tomorrow night for the RTW special dinner … or maybe even at the Terrace Café for breakfast. he leaves in Dubai.
Cotonou, Benin
25 Mac 2023, Benin ⋅ ☁️ 90 °F
New-to-us port #29.
The authorities were on time today. Yay!
Today we did another ship’s tour. There were three buses doing the 5½-hour tour, which was simply named “COO-003 Porto-Novo.” All three buses pretty much traveled as a convoy. No police escort, however. None was really needed as traffic flowed smoothly.
Cotonou — which means "by the river of death” in the Fon language — is not the capital of Benin. But it is the largest city and the seat of government. That explains why we saw so many embassies as we drove through the city on our way to Porto-Novo.
Before we left Cotonou, we were taken to a beautiful park near the very modern Congress Palace. Here we saw the “Benin Amazone.” This is a 30m high statue that was sculpted by a Chinese artist. Our guide said that it is plated with bronze, but otherwise hollow. The statue was installed in 2022 to honor the warrior women of the Kingdom of Dahomey, of which Benin was once the center. The French colonial forces called these fierce, and sometimes cruel, warrior women the “Amazons du Dahomey.” Hence the name by which the statue is known.
A meandering drive through Cotonou eventually took us to the highway … with a separate lane for what our guide said were motorbike taxis and other two-wheeled vehicles. With a yellow-shirted driver at the helm, these taxis carried everything from people — sometimes more than one — to heavy loads.
The tour description gave the drive to Porto-Novo as 1½ hours each way. Glimpses into daily life along the way — shops and shacks and markets doing brisk business — kept us entertained. Something interesting that we saw in the roadside stands … bottles filled with a yellow liquid. No, not what you think. It was gas ... stolen or purchased illegally from neighboring Nigeria at prices less than the current market rates. This gas is sold mostly to the motorcyclists, though some car drivers also use these “gas stations.”
Porto-Novo, the country’s capital, is located on an inlet of the Gulf of Guinea. Our guide explained that the settlement was developed as the port for the transatlantic slave trade. As an older city, its roads were not built for the modern bus conveyances of today. Add to that the crowds of people going about daily life on a Saturday. Well, it was slow going to get to our destination.
Musée Honmé Palais Royal — aka the Palace of King Toffa —is a royal-residence-turned-museum … a museum of ethnography that takes visitors back in history to see how royalty lived in Benin in the 19th century.
We arrived at the museum around 11:00a to find drums beating … dancers shuffling in the dirt. A man was climbing to the very top of a pair of very tall stilts, performing acrobatic feats. The party had started before we arrived … with a crowd of locals perched atop the surrounding wall and standing along it.
The next phase of our visit to the museum took us inside. The description from Oceania mentioned a rich collection of artifacts and an extensive mask collection. Unfortunately, the guide misunderstood and directed us to the guided tour of the palace so we didn’t see any of them.
The tour took us inside the palace to a small sunken courtyard. If I remember correctly, it was the private space of one of the king’s many wives. The guide began to tell us about the space, but every other sentence was a caution to those who insisted on taking photos when we’d been told quite clearly at the outset that this was a private place and no photos were allowed.
The tour continued through a series of small doors that required bending over to get through them. There were also a number of steps of uneven risers at each door. We walked through courtyards similar to the first one, including a larger one that was described as the king’s space. These courtyards were rimmed with rooms, but they were locked so we didn’t get to see what was inside … if there was anything. One room was labeled the “Dark Room,” and was described by the guide as where the king would have gone in shame to commit suicide in the event he lost a war or he somehow lost his honor. The only room that was open held a bust of the king and the tomb where he is buried.
The best part of the whole tour was the “Gęlędę.” This is a public display of the Yoruba people … a ritual mask dance that is designed to not just amuse the audience, but to educate and inspire them as well. We were told that it celebrates “mothers,” including female ancestors and deities, and the elderly women living in the community.
Before leaving Porto-Novo, the bus took us by a monument to a woman who gave birth to 9 sets of twins. Turns out that twins are revered in the traditional culture. Then we stopped by the Grand Mosque of Porto-Novo … currently undergoing much-needed restoration, though it is apparently open for prayers. We were not allowed to go inside the mosque, but the exterior surely was like no other mosque that I have ever seen. Built between 1912-1935, it is considered to be in the Afro-Brazilian style, it looked very much like a cathedral. As I understand it, the building was modeled after the cathedral in Bahia de Salvador in Brazil.
The return trip to Cotonou was uneventful. We were back on the ship at 2:00p. Not the best tour, but we got glimpses into daily life and insight into the culture of the country. That is always a good thing.Baca lagi
Togo Toga Party
24 Mac 2023, Gulf of Guinea ⋅ ☁️ 82 °F
No formal entertainment tonight.
Instead, the 7th annual Togo Toga Party was held in the Insignia Lounge. People have been preparing their colorful costumes, purchasing African fabrics and outfits since CD Ray first announced the party.
Not many “true togas” in evidence, but it was a colorful party nonetheless.Baca lagi
Lomé: Sanguera Voodoo Ceremony
24 Mac 2023, Untuk pergi ⋅ ☁️ 90 °F
Our tour today was for a voodoo ceremony in Sanguera.
This particular ceremony was billed as the real thing … as opposed to a show put on for tourists. I’d read that this was the thing to do in Lomé. Alrighty then.
Even though the duration was only three hours, and two of them would be spent getting to Sanguera and back, I went ahead and booked the ship’s tour. At least the drive to/from the village gave us a glimpse of daily life in Togo. Quite similar in many ways to what we’ve been seeing in the other West African nations we’ve already visited.
During the bus ride to Sanguera, our guide explained a bit about voodoo, saying that it is a religion in which people believe in multiple gods. He named several and told us the purpose of each, but I’ll be honest and admit that I didn’t retain much of the information. I do recall that he mentioned that there are eight main gods, however. The ceremony we would be witnessing was for the purpose of celebrants putting themselves in a trance to communicate with these gods.
When asked what percentage of the population believes in voodoo, he said it was hard to quantify … for the simple reason that even those who are Christian or Muslim may also practice voodoo. That said, ⅓rd of the population claim voodoo as their only religion. The guide was also asked about the use of voodoo dolls and pins, but he glossed over that. From photos I’ve seen of fetish markets in Togo, I know that the pin-stick-dolls do exist and are used … for both good and bad voodoo.
Upon arrival at the village, we were greeted by the chief and elders with a libation ceremony designed to welcome us. The ceremony consisted of the chief mixing up a batch of libations using maize and alcohol. I was happy to see that the libations were poured on the ground as I’d been dreading the idea that we’d have to drink the concoction. We were then led to benches and offered beverages … soda or beer.
There were already a couple of celebrants dancing to the strong, rhythmic beat of the drums … some already in a trance … others trying to achieve that state. Once the chief and the elders took their seats, more dancers joined the fray. Off to one side was a group of drummers who were hidden behind a group of villagers who stood en masse, chanting and singing to the beat. One woman had an adorable baby in a sling on her back.
The ritualistic dancing was very much free-form. Swirling all over the place, there were occasional stumbles and near-faintings that brought out members of the village to help the celebrant. From what I gather, the stumbling and fainting is because the trance the celebrants put themselves in is very draining.
As they continued to dance, celebrants would come over to us in the audience and shake our hands. Every once in a while, one of them would throw him/herself at the feet of the chief asking for a blessing. They also dug into bowls of maize powder, which they proceeded to rub on their faces and in their hair. On a few occasions, the chief took a mouthful of libation, which he then sprayed over the celebrant.
We were at the ceremony for about an hour when our guide used his megaphone to say that it was time to leave. As we returned to the bus, it certainly looked like the festivities would be continuing … possibly through the weekend. Sweet-faced kids came over to where the buses were parked to bid us farewell.
The tour was short, but interesting. I’m glad we went.Baca lagi

PengembaraSomething seen rarely I am sure. A delight of your world cruise are unique experiences like this one.

Two to TravelAbsolutely. West Africa has been an eye opening cultural experience.
Welcome to Lomé, Togo
24 Mac 2023, Untuk pergi ⋅ ☁️ 79 °F
New-to-us Port: #25.
Today, we had another O tour in another country in West Africa. But it was scheduled for mid-afternoon. This allowed us to have a leisurely breakfast as Insignia approached its berth at the commercial port.
Initially, our plan was to take the shuttle into town, wander around a bit, return to Insignia to have lunch, and meet up with our tour group at 2:45p.
After discussing this over breakfast, however, we decided to stay aboard and work on the Sri Lanka travel authorization we needed to complete online in order to disembark the ship in there.
The good news is that despite the lack of a strong signal, we managed to do the deed and have received the authorization emails.Baca lagi
Ghana Sailaway
23 Mac 2023, Gulf of Guinea ⋅ ⛅ 82 °F
After our stressful drive back to Takoradi, all we wanted to do was relax.
So, we made ourselves comfortable on the veranda to await our departure from Ghana. It was later than scheduled due to late-returning tours. We didn’t care. We were on the ship … safe and sound. And we weren’t the cause of the delay 😉. We enjoyed the interesting cloud formations for a bit and then went inside to get ready for dinner in Toscana.
Tonight, we were hosted by F&B Manager Mariusz in Toscana. Sharing the table with us were Wendy and William from Washington State. We’ve known Mariusz since 2017. He is quite the character … and there’s no need to worry about whether there will be lull in the conversation if he’s at the table. He had us all in stitches as we listened to his tales of life at sea.
We had a delightful evening … one that helped us forget all about the stressful end to our tour.Baca lagi


















































































































































































































































































PengembaraBeautiful photos - love the black and white!
Two to TravelIt somehow seemed appropriate.
Pengembara
Wonderful picture!