Part of the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life featuring South Africa’s very own Simon’s Town.
Simon’s Town is a charmingly quaint village that sprang up around a centuries old naval base. Together they have played host to both a countless number of rises and swells in both tides and troops. This picturesque little hamlet is boxed in between the eastern waters of False Bay and the high sandstone cliffs that rise up immediately behind it. The colonial era buildings line the curves of the tiny Main Street as it winds and slopes along the coast. Officially a suburb of greater Cape Town, it still retains much of its original character and charm. Just Nuisance, a famous Great Dane, is the unofficially official mascot of the small village and the local store fronts offer up such treats as “Nuisance Lunch Specials” and “Nuisance Baked Bread.” You’ll find relics and traces of this dog, the only one ever to be officially enlisted in the Royal Navy, in every antique store and Fish and Chips diner along the way. Even the scenic seaside rail route has a statue of this mongrel in front of the Simon’s Town stop.
Homes line up in rows, and narrow alleyways carry the eyes away from the road and toward the cliffs; as the passage tapers off it eventually reaches a regal house situated on the cliff side overlooking the bay. The smell of brine and chipped and faded paint add to the charm of this little village. Steps help both the locals and tourists alike make their way around the hilly and uneven terrain. I spent only a lovely afternoon in this charming old-world village, but sometimes when I’m ravaged by the hectic pace of my current life I think about it. The slow walk along the main street, the historical homes towering from the hillsides, the smell of frying fish and saltwater from the sea permeating the air, with the warm seaside sun on your shoulders; and in that quick moment I am back there, in old Simon’s Town