We arrived back this morning at 4.30am, and boy is it cold.  Back at work today - it seems strange to be sat at a computer again, and not be wielding a hammer, pushing a wheelbarrow or donning my hard hat, which proudly sits in my office now.  I will come back on later or tomorrow and finish off the trip, as we have the celebrations and party to share, our trip to Robben Island, where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned for 18 of his 27 years in a cell shorter than the length of his body, and our final trip to the Port of Cape Town just before we flew home.  See you later.  Thank you again for following the blog.  Rhiannon

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