Holi dance parties

Katie and I experienced all four seasons in two weeks time - which didn't help the packing situation. We left Atlanta in the fleeting days of winter to arrive to summer in the southern hemisphere and arrived home in the first (chilly) but nonetheless spring days. But while away we celebrated the coming Autumn during Holi Fest.

Holi is a Hindu religious ceremony that celebrates the coming Spring with vibrant colors and powders that are covered over your body and thrown into the sky. Not wanting to be left out of all the fun, Cape Town hosted their own Holi events to celebrate the coming colder days of Autumn with a perfect African backdrop.

We painted the town red (really it was yellow, and red, and blue...)

and attended the Holi One Festival, a concert that was taking place on the steps of Castle of Good Hope. The Castle is not of royal decent (we can't all of our own castles like I do) but a colonial post for ships to resupply as they rounded the Cape of Africa.

 We purchased new plain, white tees (with a London Underground logo because why not?!) to destroy in the madness of Holi Fest and after moments inside we were running and giggling so much that I couldn't catch my breath. But it may have been from the powder in my lungs.There was a "powder free" zone for the less brave but the moment you crossed the line you were fair game to everyone.

At one point a German walked up to us, decided we should not have sleeves on, and ripped them in one quick tug. It was quite the surprise but made for cute new tank tops for summer in the states that we are obviously very excited for.

It was a perfect way to celebrate Autumn our Spring a few days early on the opposite side of the globe and check Holi off that bucket list of mine. I didn't know Holi was going to need so much scrubbing with soap and water though...