When Google Maps failed, and Africa partied hard!

How to tell when you reached western-civilization-free zone? It’s quite simple. From here you’re surrounded by dozens of kids, following your every step in absolute silence, cut by a spontaneous outburst of laughter and high-pitched squeals. Here, mzungu was present only in the evening stories, so for villager’s kids, you’re like a monster from under … Continue reading When Google Maps failed, and Africa partied hard!

“I told you so!”: About this one time we dealt with Uganda Police (PART 2).

Stuck in the middle of a night in the Rwanda-Uganda version of Disneyland, without our bags, without our bus, without entrance stamps…I started laughing. It wasn’t hysterical, it’s just funny how many times bread slice can fall on the ground butter side down, how many things can go wrong in such a short time? We … Continue reading “I told you so!”: About this one time we dealt with Uganda Police (PART 2).

The sweetest banana.

I was sitting at the back of a bus driving to Mbeya, detached from others by my backpack, separated from Radek by few sits, satellite dish and other junk going somewhere to be sold or to be used. Looking through a darkened window on Tanzania for the first time, too late to see anything except … Continue reading The sweetest banana.

Smell of change.

Southern Africa, in all its differences, is like Europe in one thing – different languages, including names for pap/ nshima/ sadza (oh, you know, this stuff made of maize you’re eating with your hands and using as a spoon for gravy), changing climate zones and people are glued together with the same history. Like in … Continue reading Smell of change.

Borders.

African borders. We already crossed few of them, and trust me – none of them was easy. When we were crossing the one with Botswana, we had problems with Radek’s visa, he kind of overstayed his South African one for two months. Not a big deal… so they wanted him to stay in the country … Continue reading Borders.

Bus through Zambia.

Zambia is huge and has horrible roads. No, I don’t mind the standard of roads themselves – that kind of adjust (=lowers) when you’re in Africa for a while. The problem with Zambian roads is that they’re connecting Copperbelt and Lusaka. That’s it. I’m not kidding, it stopped being funny somewhere on a way to … Continue reading Bus through Zambia.

“It’ll be truly Zambian night”.

Zambian days are like distorting mirror to Zimbabwe, everything here is more focused on Mzungu’s (white people) money. People rush us- even though nobody’s in a hurry, telling us “but it’s cheap!”- not knowing that we’re counting every penny. They crowd us horribly at every junction with “taxi?”, “help with bags?” and other questions we’re … Continue reading “It’ll be truly Zambian night”.

Zimbabwean people.

If you’re asking me Zimbabwe is a horrible touristic destination. Roads are bigger mess then Polish; attractions paid in US dollars are just unfairly expensive (and are only a few); accommodations are just bad if you don’t have pockets full of money and hot water (or even water) is a luxury; fuel prices are just … Continue reading Zimbabwean people.

Botswana on a budget.

Botswana is beautiful. That’s for sure. But traveling through this amazing country might be challenging especially if you’re on a budget. It’s not impossible though! We’re here to prove it! Why you want to visit Botswana? It is blessed with the greatest wildlife and the most breath-taking landscapes you can dream of. It’s a land … Continue reading Botswana on a budget.

Strange Botswana.

Today's post will be short. Why? First of all we’re in Botswana only a week, so I won’t make a screed out of it, secondly now we’re lacking both internet and power, which shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone considering that 85% of this country is a desert and elephants on the pavement are more … Continue reading Strange Botswana.