After our three-hour flight, we land in Cape Town, and are whisked to the lovely Cape Grace, brilliantly set on the V&A Waterfront. From $650. The views of mile-high Table Mountain, plus the perks—BMW limo service, freshly-shucked oysters for breakfast, are unreal. Rob likes scotch, and the Bascule Bar here has the largest whisky collection in the Southern Hemisphere. After two pours of peaty Lagavulin, it's off to the Signal restaurant upstairs, where Chef Malika van Reenen whips up fresh, hearty dishes with spicy Cape Malay flair, like cumin-crusted ostrich, or toasted-coriander and lemon cured salmon.
Sleeping in is a treat, and we feast on eggs Benedict and oysters downstairs at Signal. I'm obsessed with the décor at the Cape Grace, feminine and chic, but not frilly—the library wallpaper is inspired by old maps, and there are loads of cool 18th- and 19th-century antiques displayed throughout, like porcelain plates and armoires. And every room has fresh cut protea flowers!
Speaking of, we head over to 90-acre Kirstenbosch National Botanic Garden, and wander the sloping pathways, beautifully manicured. You'll see locals jogging here, or coming to picnic. Then it's off to the One&Only for a superb massage, using a rungu stick (it's like a hot stone, only better) and a steak dinner at Reuben's. We love talking to the sommelier, Luvo, who gets us excited about South African wines—and he picks out a fabulous Kanonkop pinotage for our meal.