The Lost Posts: Head Turners

I LOVE South African signs, graffiti, menu options and product names.

There are head turners around every corner.  I mean when was the last time you saw an official sign with the word "poo" on it?  It's particularly impressive given that you'll then see something that sounds like you're in Victorian England, such as the one denouncing "Untoward behaviour."

There's the pizza menu options, including bacon and banana.  Uh huh.

There's the Telefunken televisions; the Kgalagadi signs that are basically saying, "no whining;" the straightforward "you're gonna die if you walk out here" kind of signs; the threats of imminent plumbing work ...

Then there's all the "West Side" stuff!  As a girl who grew up on the West Side of St. Paul, I'm always delighted to see it, even if here it means more like Western Cape ...

There's my favorite sign in the history of the word requesting a little peace and quiet for reproducing ostriches ...

And the newspaper headlines!  Every day new posters are put up all over the city with that day's most sensationalist headlines.  They're winners, lemme tell you!

And last but not least is the sweetest piece of graffiti I've ever seen.  Just a simple little "I ♥ Cape Town."

I concur friend, I concur. 

The Lost Posts: Mystery Grapes

I don't know why I never posted this, because it's just amazeballs:

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I had to buy these, for I have many questions:

Has El Salvador's climate recently become Mediterranean instead of Tropical?

Have El Salvador's jungles been cleared in lieu of vineyards? 

Is this a new Egyptian-Salvadoran grape-growing scheme?

Are Salvadoran grapes the new "it" thing?

Have South African label-makers been recently put on a crack-heavy diet?

So many questions, so few chances for a logical answer ...

Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman Scorned

This post has no redeeming value to it whatsoever, except that it's Monday, and I figure many of you could use a laugh to start your week, and what I'm about to show you made me laugh till my stomach cramped and I cried.

Look at this poster that I saw the other day taped to bus stops, light posts and benches:

Here's the close up:

The lesson here?  Don't mess with women in Cape Town.  They will call your ass out all over town -- literally. 

Heheeeeee heee heee ... Oh, lord, I'm snorting again ... ENJOY!

PS:  Aaron and I are off to the De Hoop Nature Reserve for a few days, so I might not be able to post too much this week ... so, everyone have a lovely week and don't be no thief or liar to anyone!