At last...warmth.

We made sure we were plenty early for our plane out of Brussels, not wanting to risk trying to rebook tickets again.  The boys got to witness a young couple denied onto their plane for being late for their boarding call.  Plane was sitting there, but regardless of how they argued they were not going to be permitted on. 
We had just over 9 hours to get to Addis Ababa.  The Ethiopian Airlines jet we were on was humourous.  Ethiopian Airlines is considered the best airline in Africa (not sure who does the voting), but is was a scary funny.  On take off, an overhead bin fell open, the trim around a TV fell off, and when I went to the washroom, the cabinet in there had to be fixed by me.  Cindy's table tray also broke and she ended up with coffee on her lap.  Our greatly shortened time in Addis Ababa was a bit of an eye opener for the boys.  The men's washroom in the airport had two window openings from the waiting room in.  Granted the place is under some construction, but I am sure that something could have been done about the windows.  And then when our flight was called, it was a bit of mass confusion.  So much for the days of organization.  Another 6 hours and we finally landed in Cape Town in the afternoon, and into 25 C. 
After settling into our apartment, we walked the 100 m to the Atlantic Ocean.  After a good game a tag in which a couple of local kids joined us, we had a very good needed sleep.  Saturday had Cindy and Luke for an 8 mile run along the Ocean.  A very runner friendly city, with miles upon miles of paved paths along the Ocean.  Then we all hiked into the waterfront and had a great day. 

Table Mountain with a table cloth - Lion's Head, from our apartment