Yesterday we were finally able to get to Robben Island, the home of Nelson Mandela for 19 years.  It was not what I expected, though I'm not sure what I did expect.  It's a barren place, with low growing shrubbery.  We did a tour of the maximum security prison and then a bus tour of the island.  While we were marched past Mandela's prison cell in strict "look and snap a photo fashion" I still found the experience very moving.

The cells are two meters square.  It took only three small steps to get from end to end.  Prisoners spent 16 hours a day in those cells. 

Today was suppose to be whale watching, but it was canceled due to rain.  Tomorrow I may not be able to post, as we are all helping to rebuild a school in the township.  I should have pictures on Tuesday, though.