I love this stereotype how men are true travelers and women are just tourists or -at best- pretty accessory for a male traveler. Behind that are hiding all the smaller preconceived ideas like women are less adventurous, they’re weak, need makeup, shower, comfy bed, nail polish and that sort of bullshit. Quick reminder everybody – … Continue reading Hakuna matata!
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!
There is no other way to call what was happening to us in the past month – bad luck, karma, call it as you like, but it was BAD. At some point we were even considering to change the name of a blog to something more accurate, like: - Mischievous Misfortunes - Mischievous Restrictions - … Continue reading A series of unfortunate events.
It’s not a secret that we’re crossing Africa in…let’s call it: most affordable way. OK, we’re traveling like peasants and we’re proud of it. We’ve put aside binge drinking, and every day we need to decide on good food or tolerable accommodation. Let’s face it, if one of you will ask me for my banking … Continue reading Peasants on Zanzibar – Paradise on a budget.
Before we even started this trip on the other side of the equator, before we had a plan or money, before Mischievous Peregrination ( the name that tangled quite a few English tongues), there was a dream, simple thought „I want to go to Africa” and behind this, no explanation. No answer to “why?” just … Continue reading Zanzibar.
Ilala is the one thing on a must-do list in Malawi (and figuring out how to play Malawi Bawo, great game by the way) so we’ve done it (and we play bawo constantly). I don’t know too much about ferries, I’ve been on one with my parents going from Tenerife to Gran Canarias, and I … Continue reading Ilala Ferrytale.
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.
I have no idea what to write about. We’re sitting in Cape Maclear almost a month. Nothing new is happening, we’re outside of the real world, with no outsiders except tourist, and, oh wait…. we’ve met amazing people and we’re staying in a paradise. Have I written about that? I have no idea how it’s … Continue reading Cape Maclear.
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.
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.