Mi montaña- My mountain.
Why yes I'm audacious enough to use the possessive on the brink of obsessive word MY to describe errrrrrbadys favorite feature of the Cape, Table mountain : )
I could make this post about the aesthetic importance of the mountain, it's contributions to SA's biodiversity or how it was recently nominated as one of thee wonders of the world. I won't though. What I will do is talk through my evolving encounter with the beautiful rockery on a daily basis.
Galloping down my staircase with sleep or tea or both on my mind. My first glimpse of the mountain is one of familiarity but by no means any less breath taking than any other. With either peeking sunlight or a blanketed cloud cover my morning mountain ensures I have something worthy to smile about upon waking.
Public transport comes with several perks. A lower carbon footprint, evading morning traffic, stumbling upon weird and wonderful people and the way I'm forced into my only physical activity for the day as I run for my bus :') The greatest highlight however is the many faces of the mountain I am exposed to en route my picturesque campus.
As I travel alongside the ocean, as I trudge through the CBD, as I crawl up the winded road to UCT, my mountain remains the only constant. It exists as my security, assuring me that I am on track with whatever I'm doing and wherever I am going. From the flattest view to the more jagged one, Table Mountain demands appreciation of its striking self from all angles.
Best for last however, the backdrop of UCT is the most beauteous of all :) .
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