Table Mountain is something else. It embraces and protects the city, but also looms over it in a menacing way - especially at night.
As I returned to the hotel tonight, the skies were clear and a near full moon lit the thick cloud - 'the tablecloth' - which tumbles down, clinging tightly to the mountain as it does so. It's truly surreal - like a heavy angular cloud looming massively overhead.
I've never seen anything like it anywhere else.
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