Shots fired. The storm before the calm.

Pemba was supposed to be a stopover and more of a gateway to the Northern Archipelago as opposed to anything else but thanks to some newfound mates, a little exploration and some very friendly locals we managed to turn it into a destination with far too many beers. We even managed to find a little…

Malawi

Malawi is weirdly fantastic, it takes 3 hours to cross the latitude of the entire country which is then essentially all “coastline” as you head South. We were having a great time in the car when only 5 mins past the capital, Lilongwe, we were pulled over by the police. The old “wave and keep…

Back to back bush in South Luangwa

The fear that we would not be able to cross the border with Frank forced our hand and we reluctantly decided to leave Tanzania to future us that will have enough money to actually enjoy the place, fingers crossed. So we set off, armed with homemade goodies from Sue with South Luangwa set firmly in…

The Zambezi & Beyond

A lovely drive through the hills to Lake Kariba and a seamless exit from the Zim side of the Kariba border was nullified when we hit interpol and the worlds worst/best negotiator on the Zambian side. We had some “anomalies” with our paperwork and weren’t willing to pay the outrageous US $100 bribe (our excuse…

Zimbabwe, a walk on the wild side.

Heading for the tiny border post 150km South of Plumtree we were prepared for the worst. Stories of police brutality, confiscations, disappearances, bribes, fines and even “war” (that last one was courtesy of the ever-present yank that you are glad isnt going in the same direction as you). Despite the confusion of having to visit…

Sand, Sun, Salt and Silence

The “welcome to Maun” sign couldn’t have come soon enough. By this point all we had had to eat since lunch yesterday was a handful of cereal each, I had moved past “hangry” and was in a state neither of us had encountered before. This wasn’t helped when Tash decided to have an internal battle…

Dust to Delta

We survived yet another night in Africa, this time in a community camp where the only person for miles around seemingly materialised from nowhere, took our money and informed us, very casually, that “yes sometimes we get lions” before, just as mysteriously, disappearing back into the bush with her baby on her back. After a…

No Signs, No Lines, No road

Leaving Etosha we were through to Tsumeb, a surprisingly pleasant and pretty town, not too dissimilar to parts of Harare with lovely Jacaranda and bougainvillea trees lining the streets. We found a pretty average camp that under normal circumstances would be nothing to write home about if it weren’t for the random olympic sized swimming pool…

Etosha, Disney World for animal lovers

We had finally made it to Etosha, and after a night just outside the gates spent with a young eland who nightly gets locked away with the goats because he has learnt to get over the cattle grid and gets a little too familiar with the tourists, we were geared up and ready for the…

Searching for The Himba

So there we were, middle of Namibia with some cut up tires holding Franks front suspension in place and looking for someone that stocks the part. Long story short, 4 hours, 10 stops and 3 towns later we finally stumbled across a town that looked as though it could help us, but being a Saturday…

Looking for life in The Skeleton Coast

Arriving into Swakomund was like arriving back into Europe, the German influence in the town is evident in both the people and the architecture. A lovely, comfortable little place but if it was comfort we were looking for we would be in a beach hut in Koh Samui, and so after one very sleepless night…