Winter is arriving in Cape Town. There are three seasons per day at the moment. I sat in the sun by the beach this afternoon and now I am sheltering from the rain one hand moulded round a steaming cup of tea. I came unprepared for this, even though I was warned; my cardigan is not enough, I need warm leather boots and a coat. My fingers, toes and nose are cold. Time to go back home to Uganda, I'll tell you my tales from there.
Stories and snapshots to come.