I love Cape Town. To me, it is the home I have never had: as a child, a teen, and even recently, I have moved a lot. I have lived in more than four different countries and have packed my stuff over 18 times. Despite the fact that I am Dutch, Holland was never my home as such. I guess that is what you get when you have lived outside your mother country until your 12th birthday.

I never thought I would find a place I could truly call 'home'. Until I set foot in Cape Town.

One of the best views of this incredible city is from Lion's Head, Table Mountain's left shoulder. The hike only takes 45 minutes, and the reward is absolutely grand.

One of the traditions in Cape Town is to hike up Lion's Head on full-moon days, just before the sun sets. Every month, many people gather on top of Lion’s Head to witness the sun slip into the Atlantic while the full moon comes up from behind Table Mountain.

I still don't have a clue where Lion's Head got its name from. In my opinion, and I have seen this mountain from all angles now, Lion's Head looks like everything except a lion. But many Capetonians claim it does look like a lion and blame my disbelief on my lack of imagination.