Downtown with Mr. Rondi

On our way to get buns this morning, we ran into Mr. Rondi busily on his way out the door. He quickly asked if we were busy and offered to take us downtown to look at some commercial property that he was interested in moving his bakery to. Harry and I had no plans this morning so we said sure, let's go. Off we went in the little Nissan truck. Along the way Mr. Rondi gave us some history of Cape Town dating back to the fifties when he moved here along with his family. Apparently the house he used to live in was now the site of the freeway which we were driving on. Once we got downtown we met the real estate agent and went to find the building where the space was. While we were inside the building there was a great commotion outside and we went to check what was occurring. We saw a man being chased by a group of others and then taken down. Also there were security guards (there are many) in the chase group. People were shouting and then cheering when the man was caught. We saw the guards pull up the shirt and remove various items which looked like stolen goods. He had been seen taking a purse or something and then run down by onlookers. Our first brush with crime here (besides a blatant pram runner over). As it was over, the noon gun which fires each day went off. This is the only major city that has kept the tradition of firing its signal every day. Other cities have started this, but Cape Town has done this for many years. The space that we looked at turned out to be unsuitable due to Mr. Rondi's big ovens he needs to transport. He will keep looking.

On another moving note, it looks like we will be escaping some of the traffic noise and moving four floors higher to apartment 504 within a few weeks. This might mean a phone number change, we'll keep everyone posted. Off to Somerset west tomorrow…hopefully we'll get the Honda in for a service.