Cape Town

I live in an apartment right on the beachfront in Cape Town and have an awesome view of the city at the foot of Table Mountain from across the bay. In the early morning and during the day when the city basks in sunshine, there is a vibrant rowdiness about it within the protective crescent of the mountain range. Table Mountain rests like a contented lioness lazily watching over her cub playing happily at the edge of the sea - quite safe from the rest of wild, mysterious Africa.
At night, the character changes and the city quietens, the black presence of the mountain in the winter months, when it is not floodlit, an ominous presence to any that would threaten her. The sparkling lights across the water like the REM of a city asleep, dreaming of the endless summer days to come.