We Dig La Digue

La Digue, Source d’Argent. Probably the most photographed rock in the Seychelles.

Often, visiting a place I’ve imagined and dreamt of is not as magical as arriving in one where I have no preconceived notions. I’ve wanted to come to the Seychelles for a very long time. I’d heard from a handful of people who [...]

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Islands of Red Tape: Seychelles

On La Digue Island there are no private cars. A few taxis, transports, and oxcarts. Otherwise it is bicycles. Loving it.

Just another banana republic?

They have our passports. And, our airline tickets out of here. What would have taken a couple of minutes at the airport as we arrived has taken more than a [...]

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Zimbabwe, Victoria, and the Semi Feral Family

We chose Zimbabwe because the transfer from the Chobe Safari Lodge was a lot cheaper. When we still had Grover, the since deceased Land Rover, several people told us we should not drive over to Victoria Falls, as the red tape for getting a vehicle across the border into either Zambia or Zimbabwe is a [...]

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Mr. Big Boss

As we were packing up camp in Xakanaxa, making ourselves ready for the drive to our next planned stop at the Kwaii River Community Conservancy, a large truckload of workers poured into camp armed with shovels. Their task of the day was to dig a large hole in anticipation of a new septic tank for [...]

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Breakdown in the Okavango

By John- a letter to his friends

We headed back to Maun after our Land Rover, a 2010 with only 23,000km on it, broke down. Fortunately it happened while we were just getting ready to leave camp to head to the next campsite +/-100km away. We had been at this site in Moremi Game [...]

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Thief in the Night at Audi Camp

Our tent in Audi Camp. They have a lock on the bottom to hold the zipper pulls together, but the zippers are installed on velcro strips that do not really stay together. As they say- This is Africa

I’m not sure what woke me. Some sound that differed from John’s snoring, or the thumps and [...]

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Dropping In For Coffee: Kalahari Lions

One of our mid-morning visitors. We have been really close to lions several times in safari vehicles, but this was the first time on our own while we were walking around. We retreated to the safety of the Land Rover until they left.

“Lions!” The word sort of stuck in John’s throat, coming out a [...]

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Tourism, Zulu, and the San of the Kalahari

The San of the Kalahari lit their fire with the friction of sticks. On this fire, they made us a meal of nuts, squash, wildebeest, and beetles gathered and hunted from the desert.

As we’ve wandered through southern Africa the past few months, the magic of travel has given us some interesting juxtaposed experiences: Cattle [...]

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The Africa of Our Imaginations: Botswana

We’ve been wandering about Botswana, and I am afraid I’ve not had much time to keep up with the blog. Partly because we have been moving around so much, and partly because we’ve had too much stuff in too small of a camper making daily life rubiks cube living. Shifting bags constantly to make room [...]

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Bureaucratic Conundrum at the Botswana Border

When we crossed the border into Botswana, once again the South African border post required that we fill out a sheet with all of our electronics listed. We’d run into this as we tried to venture into Lesotho a couple of weeks before, and we’d compiled our list to be ready for our second attempt [...]

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Foto Phaves: Zulu!

At Giants Castle, a group of Zulu dancers showed up. I was midway into a nap when the drums started. Well worth the wake-up, though.

Dancing is for Zulu men and girls before they are married.

The drums are quite loud, and I would imagine that even just the drumming is very athletic, [...]

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