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Christmas Eve. From the city of Cape Town you can always see four distinct mountains: Devil’s Peak, Table Mountain, Lion’s Head, and the smallest Signal Hill. I guess Paul’s explored all of them extensively. We walked up Lion’s Head, which is 2160 feet according to our GPS. The path runs up, in continuously smaller circles, with only a few steep bits. It’s a great hike/walk because the view constantly changes from city, to beach, to open sea, to mountains. After the hike, we drove to Clifton Beach and walked in the soft, white sand. Very few people were in the water; and as I walked out knee deep and my toes grew quickly numb from the cold, I understood why.
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