Day 39 part 2

So there is the place I had hear about called Kirstenbosch Gardens which is supposed to be just acres of wild flowers, beautiful trees, grassy areas, a plant paradise. The forecast for today was 64 and sunny. I had to get out of the house.

Six of us headed out to the unknown destination of Kirstenbosch. We took one of those minibus taxis to Wynberg, where we thought Kristenbosch was in walking distance of. We were so wrong. After about five minutes on foot we realized we had no idea where we were going so we asked this mom and daughter for some guidance. After the woman tried to explain how to get there, she realized there was no way we could do it successfully. She then offered to drive us to our destination, out of the goodness of her heart, she just had to bring her dog home. She invited us into her house, told us all about her life and gave us her phone number if we ever needed anything. She also has a son who is twenty whom she talked about quite a bit, her addition to the sales pitch is that he has his own car so could also drive us around.  You hear about those stories of people meeting really nice and welcoming locals upon their travels, but I never thought that actually happened.

The gardens were beautiful. Widespread landscape with growth everywhere. Definitely a day for the books.