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2003 Another week in Africa…

2003 Another week in Africa…

There is nothing like a 7 hour drive on shitty roads to stiffen you up. It is a drive that I wouldn’t like to do everyday as the drivers here are merciless machines. They would drive for days on end if you asked them to. Everyone here has a specific task to do and most take pride in what they do. For example if a vehicle is assigned a driver then that is there job and nothing else. When the vehicle is not being driven it is being washed and wiped over. Come to think of it is sounds like me and my new bike. While driving along there is always plenty to see. It is fruit season here at the moment. Huge mango trees dot the landscape. They are as big as houses. I’d hate to be the one that has to climb to the top to get the fruit but you can be sure that someone will. Mango stalls are set up along the side of the road. Usually there is minimum of 10 peole gathered around talkng. Pineapples and bananas are the other fresh fruit available. I’ve never eaten fresh pineapples like these anywhere, they are fantastic when they are in season. I try to snack on fruit when I can but it is only available in our camps on certain days so it is not always possible. Well it happens on every trip. Its gets to a certain point when food tends to flow through you. Not constantly mind you (hope nobody is eating) as you still eat normally and there is no pain but...
July 2003 A Week in Africa

July 2003 A Week in Africa

The flight to Johburg was as per usual uneventful. It’s been a while since I’ve travelled so I hadn’t seen too many recent movies (managed to cram in three). One of the claims to fame (about the only ones) the South Africans have is ther wine. The pinotages are generally excellent. All the good ones seem to come from the Cape (Town) Region. Arrived in Johburg tired but amazed. I watched the guy in front of me at Johburg airport trying to give/stuff the customs agent cash to let them through (they were of middle eastern decent!). In the end they let him pass through! Johburg is the only place you can be garanteed of losing your bag at some stage or other. On one occation flying into Johburg they dropped a full bus load of peolple that flew international into the domestic arrivals. Peolple just walked through, no customs or bag. It wasn’t until they realised that everyone (that they could find) had to go back. The next day was Tanzania. When I arrived in Tanzania I was stuck at the airport for 3 hours waiting for peolple to get out of the bagage and visa cues. This is typical. It helps if you have $US cash handy for such occasions (visa probs that is). Hard to describe first impressions of Dar Es Salaam (Dar). The first thing that hits you is the humidity. Hot sweaty, dirty…a run down Bali is close. I managed a quick swim at the pool when I got to the hotel (50 min trip from airport). I was invited (with half the hotel)...