It’s been a tumultuous few days (more 0n that later)
but a few things made me happy, like taking a drive back from Gordon’s Bay via this Cape Town landmark
Yip, you got it. It’s Wembley Roadhouse in Rylands, Athlone. The first time I visited it I was young (about 15 years ago) dressed in a sexy mini and we were on our way to Galaxy nightclub (it is the oldest nightclub in Cape Town). Galaxy I am glad to hear, is still going, but I am too old for it – fortunately I am right on target for Wembley.
so what is so unique about Wembley…well it is typical Malay food for one. You’ll get the best briyanis here (and the portions are huge), chilli bites (an explosion of chilli dough, the size of your palm), salomis (you gotta try – filling of your choice in a roti-type cover), samoosas, masala chips (hot and tasty) and of course a falooda (what, you ask is that…a heavenly sweet drink with pieces of pink vermicilli and sugar in it…words cannot explain). Best advice from a lightie (young man) as we were going to get a coke to share “you can have a coke anytime, but not a falooda”.
Wembley happens to be another of those places that many Capetonians don’t even know exists…because they’ve never ventured to Athlone!!
Definitely one for those days where you need a “regmaker” (fix-me-upper) and it would definitely have to be a cheat day for dieters.
And in other news that made me happy:
There were almost 70 of us who traversed boulders, rocky climbs and caves to make it to this spot (see above) to be part of earth healing work that Dora does.
The Atlantic ocean caressed the boulders and caves as we chanted to mother Earth. I had a nightmare after, about the sea being dead. I asked Dora what I could do to help the Earth? She said: You have to start with yourself. We all have to first start healing ourselves …
So I went home and repotted my little lemon tree, she is much happier now.
and then i bought some flowers in colours of sunset orange and butter yellow to pay tribute to my lil angel. it made me smile so much
From sublime colours in my home, to a roadhouse in Rylands, to earth healing in Llandudno, to a walk in Gordon’s Bay, i counted my blessings and they were more than that which troubled me. and for that i am doubly grateful.