Seeing Africa For The First Time

By the way, I viewed Africa for the first time in 1963 from a freighter sailing into the harbor of Cape Town. Table Mountain lay in the background towering over this beautiful old yet modern city. We had spent 21 days sailing from New York. I remember that moment very clearly but only a few other things: Driving on the other side of the road made me dizzy, experiencing apartheid for the first time - seeing different entry doors for whites, coloreds and blacks, seeing baboons when we were atop of Table Mountain and zebras south of Cape Town.