Ain't no mountain high enough!

Our next two days in the new CT were spent destroying our bodies in the name of good experiences.

We started out with a thigh-killing hike up the ominous mountain behind our cottage, Table Top Mountain. After gaining about a half mile of altitude, our thighs were spent, but the view was worth it. 3 hours on the stair master would not earn the same view, but probably would take the same effort. We looked around for a while and then Jessica insisted on taking the spinning, mostly glass, people mover called the cable car down. Jason has a fear of heights. Now he knows this. Think of a chair lift with way more people, no support poles and that forces you to spin the whole way down. That was our ride. It took 3 hours to go up, and 1 minute to go down.

As we limped back to our apartment, we stopped for lunch in our new favorite hood. It may have been the vibe of our fellow patrons, it could have been the enormous and delicious sandwiches, or the spectacular view of the mountain we just climbed, but we think it became our favorite because of the hipster, conspiracist waiter that served our table and had a whole political view to share with us. Even while freezing in a T-shirt, and underneath his Beiber-like side-swept hair, this guy continued to let us in on his political theories about literally every continent in the world. We love him. Side point: Russia Today is what our waiter considered to be the most unbiased news source.

Our next day was focused on replenishing our tired bodies at the expense of our livers and waistlines. We started our morning with some good old wine tours. Yes, morning. South African wine tasting wouldn't be complete without a troop of aggressively sized baboons resting on top of the walls and buildings, or charging through the vineyards chased by bb gun shooting wine makers. Side note: baboons love grapes and cakes. Yes, cakes.

After tasting wines at the oldest and steepest vineyards in the country, we needed to soak it up along the shoreline. We ate at a restaurant that delicately combined upscale ambiance with grease. The delicious food stopped Jason's heart... Twice. Fact: A lamb burger with mixed in chutney and a fried egg might do that.

Until next time, a very fat, drunk, happy and tired Jason and Jessica.