Showing posts with label South Africa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South Africa. Show all posts

Friday, August 21, 2009

106 Bottles (or drafts if you are lucky) of Beer on the Wall

If you are uninterested in beer then it might be best to save yourself 5 minutes and skip this post!
Having lived in Northern California for nearly 5 years, we have caught the beer bug and have been longing for cold drafts of west coast microbrew throughout the trip. Often we reminisce of the happy hours in San Francisco at Rogue Ale House, Vesuvio, Kennedy’s and of course, The Buccaneer.

Being beer enthusiasts we have made a point to sample the domestically produced beer in each country that we have visited in the hopes of learning not only what styles are preferred but also what role this wonderful drink plays abroad. Six months in we have visited 18 countries and sampled 106 domestically produced beers. The styles and tastes preferred have varied as well as the role that beer plays in each culture.

The world of beer styles is essentially split into two groups. ales and lagers. The essential difference is the yeast used in production, top fermenting vs bottom fermenting, and outside of that, both styles can offer a wide array of beers. Colleen and I are ale drinkers. Unless it is an early Saturday morning with Miller Lite during college football season (go Hawks!) or the conclusion of a long bike or run, we usually find ourselves sipping a cold pint or bottle of ale of some sort. Interestingly enough, the rest of the world heavily prefers the lager style of beer.
Availability of different labels has varied greatly from country to country. In Vietnam we have been treated to 18 different labels of beers while in Lesotho we were only able to track down one, the national lager called Mulati.

Over 70% of the beer we have sampled has been lager with the occasional surprise of an ale every now and then. If you like lagers such as Budweiser or Heineken, you would be in good company in most parts of the world. Most all the lagers we have sampled are fairly straight forward, light in color, lower in alcohol, and not much malt flavor or mouth feel outside of the presence of a slight alcohol taste. Most all contain adjuncts of some sort, usually rice or corn (or as they call it everywhere else, maize). Many add a fair amount of sugar prior to fermentation to boost alcohol levels (but impart no taste) and in Eastern Africa they even add unfermentable sugars to the mix resulting in a beer that can only be described as a Budweiser with a tablespoon of sugar added. There have been some great finds though, including the wonderful Laurentina Clara in Mozambique, the all natural Windhoek of Namibia, and the high alcohol Kingfisher Red of India. Rwanda, moving forward since the tragedies of the mid 1990s brought with it a tasteful Primus Lager served in traditional Belgian glassware, a reminder of it's colonial past.

Nearly all of the ales we have found have been in Ireland, the UK and South Africa. We were treated to unpasturized 'live ale' in London, a special treat that is hand drawn at traditional pubs. We also spent a fair amount of time with 750 ml bottles of Castle Milk Stout while camping in South Africa and we have also enjoyed half liters of dark ales recently in Vietnam.

I have found it very interesting the amount of mass produced large label beer available throughout the world. Carlsberg and Heineken are mainstays in most every country we have visited. We have actually had Carlsberg (Danish) that was produced domestically in Malawi as well as Amstel (Dutch) produced in Jordan and Lowenbrau (German) produced in Nepal.

We have been lucky enough to visit a total of 8 microbreweries so far getting a taste for small batch beer in each continent we have visited. Vietnam has been the surprise of the group boasting a microbrewery in a majority of all sizable towns we have visited. A stop for a beer at Legends microbrewery of Hanoi turned into and afternoon of discussion with the German Brewmaster. He introduced himself as I was seated at the bar staring at the brewing equipment and asked if I was Australian. I responded and clarified that I was American and asked him if he was Czec. It was a good way to break the ice and lead to an afternoon of beers he refused to let us pay for. Turns out his name was Werner and he was from Ramstein Germany and had been working in breweries since he was 13 (he was now in his mid 50s) eventually moving to Africa to brew and now to Vietnam. He was the owner and turned out to be very open to discussing his operation: he ships in a container of malt and hops from Germany every 3 months and brews 40 times per month on his 10 barrel system. He regularly sold 1500 liters of beer a day in his 400 person beer hall and distributed what was left over. I told him I thought he needed a larger brewing system to which he replied that the his Vietnamese investors would not approve it. So for now, he brews at least once a day, seven days a week.
Beer prices and packaging have also varied greatly from country to country. The most costly place we have drank was our first stop, Dublin, where we paid up to $6 USD for a pint of Kilkenny on draft. Africa brought with it low prices for beer (always by the bottle, never available by draft) where we bought 750 ml bottles of domestic beer for as little as $0.60 in Uganda. All in all, draft beer has only been found in about 1/4 of the places we have visited and the preference seems to be toward large bottles (deposit required in Africa) over cans.
The closest thing I have found to homebrew abroad has been the street beer of Vietnam, known as 'bia hoi'. Always served by draft out of a shabby looking keg placed curbside, bia hoi has been easy on the pocketbook as you can sit on the sidewalk in a plastic chair drinking low alcohol draft beer for around $0.25 a glass. There was also the homemade Tibetan beer offered in Nepal which consisted of a scoops of fermented millet grain placed in a large metal stein and topped off with steaming hot water. The bitter fruit wine like drink was then sipped through a metal straw and each stein refilled multiple times with hot water until all of the alcohol and flavor had been extracted from the fermented millet.
The role beer plays in each country has varied greatly. In the largely Muslim state of Jordan it is almost non existent outsite of the tourist areas. We did not see beer for sale or have a drink for nearly 2 weeks prior to trudging through a downpour to the other side of town for a cool draft of Amstel. In Africa, beer drinking was usually reserved for the men who began drinking in the early afternoon on roughly welded bar stools placed outside wood shacks roadside. In SE Asia, drinking is done at all times of day, and it is not uncommon to see businessmen having a drink by early afternoon. Unfortunately in many countries the drinking has become a curse of the poor and I wonder how a man with thread bare clothes and no shoes can be drinking beer after beer. Then I have to remind myself that the same thing occurs back home and unfortunately there is no help for these people. Beer, as always, accompanies celebration as well in most countries. Whether it was the completion of a long work week in Ireland, a Saturday night in Capetown, a wedding in India or locals on vacation in Vietnam, there was usually a person to be found enjoying a cold one.
Tonight we have our first sips of Beer Laos, the much famed national brew of the new country we have entered.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Exit Africa, Hello India

Of course exiting Africa would be difficult...a fitting way to end a highly rewarding yet challenging continent. After jumping a plane from Zanzibar (on a South African airline called 1 Time...more like 1 Time Only) to Johannesburg and a quick one night layover at a backpackers (the website made it out to be city center accommodation yet it was a done up farm in the countryside) we headed to the airport for our flight to Asia. Round-the-world plane ticket rules and regulations can be tricky. Paper tickets are a rarity these days and difficult to manage. We have the double whammy of a paper round-the-world ticket. We showed up at check-in and received the now common look of frightened awe over the face of the airline representative as we produced our paper ticket vouchers. We were then told that Colleen was on the flight but that my ticket was no where to be found. To summarize, our next 4 flights were on Cathay Pacific and they had for some reason cancelled all of my tickets. They were not able to completely explain why but told me they would put me on standby for the flight to Hong Kong and the onward flight to Mumbai, India. We told them I had paid in full, confirmed by phone and email, had a receipt and that there was no way I was going to hang around two different airports hoping to get on standby. For some reason they did not understand why I would not wait behind and send my wife on ahead without me and when Colleen insisted she would not leave either, they were really confused. Luckily we had arrived to the airport early and after a couple hours of talking with management and some calls to headquarters in Hong Kong we had things straightened out. On to Mumbai...

Colleen had been prepping for India. After the challenges of Africa and a fair amount of my forewarning we hit the streets of Mumbai. Auto-rickshaws, people, dogs, taxis, cows, smells of curry and delicious food, burning throats from exhaust, strange looks and curious people everywhere. India was as I remembered it plus more. We spent two nights in Mumbai before heading south to Goa for some time on the beach.

Hello monsoon season....yeah so we did not plan that well. We arrived in India on June 1st, the official first day of the monsoon season, and were greeted by the rains just as we reached the beaches of Goa. We made the best of it and splurged on nicer than usual accommodation and actually had a pool to help pass some time. We met up with Linda and Kira, a traveling mother daughter combo from Denver and spent time comparing travel stories. Kira had recently graduated high school early and spent the past 5 month volunteering in India while Linda had spent time earlier in life volunteering in refugee camps in Thailand during the Cambodia genocide. We sampled much of the Indian cuisine we have been highly anticipating (Linda, thanks again for dinner!) and after 3 days headed further south.

We ended up in the town of Alleppey in the southern Indian state of Kerala. The region is known for easy going socialists (yep communists), beaches, coconut trees and fine cuisine. After a night in town we booked a houseboat to tour the backwaters for 3 days. The trip turned out to be a highlight thus far as we cruised the canals and waterways in our boat with our two man crew. The houseboat is essentially a flat bottomed barge/boat with a native wood and reed house for shelter. Our driver maneuvered us through tiny rural villages and our cook kept us full with splendid meals. When there were sights to see we pulled over to shore and made short hikes to markets and churches/temples (a petite 4 ft nun blessed us, our marriage, our families and our jobs...hopefully that carries over to our job search when we return). We spent the rest of the time on our private balcony atop the boat viewing the world as it passed by.

Changing continents and spending our first week in India had revitalized our spirits. Traveling for a full year is no doubt a challenge but the changes in scenery and culture have provided a much needed lift.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Africa Round Up

We have completed the Africa segment of our trip. 88 days and 9 countries. Countless memories and more stories than we will ever be able to tell. We have shared a small fraction of our experiences with this blog and have captured further sights with our pictures. Regardless, neither the blog or our pictures can holistically capture the experience we have had over the last three months. Words can't fully explain and most often cameras and pictures were not an acceptable thing with locals, so we will have the experiences in our mind to share with all of you when we meet again. We have put together the lists below as a summary of our experiences and we hope you enjoy!

Things We Learned
-Chad is an extremely hard name to pronounce for Africans, Colleen is rather easy (odd as there is an African country named Chad)
-Africans Love Enrique Eglesias (especially cab drivers), and Rihanna and Beyonce....a lot...other western pop music you will hardly hear but they love those three
-Rwandans in the capital of Kigali LOVE buffets
-If someone tells you to turn left you have a 50/50 chance of going the right direction (thank goodness for hand gestures)
-Che is idolized everywhere...he is currently pictured on a book cover in our hotel next to Martin Luther King and Nelson Mandela
-African oranges are green
-Muzungu is everyone's favorite word (means whitey, and people reminded us we were white every chance they got)
-Just because you pay for a plane ticket, have a confirmation and receipt doesn't mean you actually have a ticket
-Your chances of surviving a Tanzanian bus trip are pretty low, they drive over 90 MPH and the busses look like something out of the Mad Max movies
-You can barter any clothes item if you run out of money
-If you are hungry enough lemons can be eaten as a meal
-Don't take a good pair of sandals for granted
-When there are no other options, your body and mind are able to overcome unthinkable situations
-Never underestimate the value of human kindness from complete strangers
-Never have more than 1 beer in a local bar (trust us, we learned)
-Only eat in restaurants that are crowded....high turnover means less chance of getting sick
-Word of mouth is HUGE in the travel circle in Africa, learn from other's mistakes...and try not to make them again yourself
-There is always room for one more on a Mozambique bus if they have money
-African babies don't cry. Our hypothesis is that they are conditioned to not receiving what they want.
-You don't need much to be happy in life...pretty much we were reassured this every day we met people

Top Africa Lists
Favorite Sight: Soussevlei (Sand Dunes), Namibia
Best Sunset: Addo Elephant Park, South Africa
Favorite Food: Zanzibar
Friendliest People: Lesotho
Best Beach: Kendwa Beach, Zanzibar
Favorite Big City: Cape Town, South Africa
Favorite Small City: Rhodes, South Africa (Chad enjoyed the small town fly fishing crowd more than Colleen)
Least Favorite Town: Nampula, Mozambique
Best Beer Selection: Mozambique...actually found something besides light lager there
Worst Touts: Nhkata Bay, Malawi & Tanzanian Bus Stations
Place We Wish We Had More Time In: Uganda
Place We Could Have Spent Less Time In: Malawi (that darn ferry)
First On Our List for Our Next Visit: Ethiopia
Cheapest Room: $4.22, Colleen's birthday night
Longest Bus Journey: 17 hours (honorable mention to the 58 hour ferry which does not qualify)
Number of times Colleen ate beef byproducts: 1 (damn beef gluten in South African jelly beans)
Countries we were awaken by the morning call to prayer: 9, every one!
Most Expensive Country: Botswana at $121.32 per day, this number is slightly skewed as we were only there 2 days and had the rental car and expensive lodging
Least Expensive Country: Mozambique at $60.58 per day, days are cheap when you cant find much food!
Current Average Cost Per Trip Day: $79.22, well below our $100 a day budget which is a relief

Currently we are in Goa, India and enjoying every minute of our first country in a new continent. Internet is more prevalent here than in Africa and we will be in touch.

-Chad& Colleen

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Back to South Africa

The border crossing back into South Africa from Botswana was our shortest one yet. This time the guard told us he was going to be the second black president of the USA 8 years from now when Obama was finished. We did not want to burst his bubble and tell him it was an impossible feat as he was not born in the USA.

We headed south and west from the border and into the capital city of Pretoria. Our destination was the Mozambique Consulate with the goal of securing our visas. We arrived only to be told we were 20 minutes too late and had to return the next day. We had the full day ahead of us so we headed to the local university area of town for some shopping and hit up an actual laundromat for the first time in weeks. We hoped to camp near the friendly university area but heard through the grapevine that the backpackers we intended to stay at had a reputation for theft so we headed outside town to a campground.

The next day we were granted our Mozambique visas (the cost was over 2 times what the guide book listed but at least it was processed the same day!) and headed south for our last few nights camping with the rental car. Our destination was the town of Clarens in the most well known mountain range in South Africa, the Drakensburgs. If the Drakensburgs were the Rockies of South Africa then you could call Clarens the Aspen. We arrived to find the quaint town we expected tucked against the mountains but were a little overwhelmed at the number of high end accommodation present. We spent 2 days in Clarens, hiking and hanging out. The town even had a small microbrewery, which made Chad extremely happy. We had 1 night left before we had to head to Johannesburg to return the car, so we decided to go to a national park that a couple had recommended to us farther south in the mountains, Royal Natal. The scenery was absolutely breathtaking and we were able to fit in a 5 hour hike up a gorge. All in all it was an excellent park and we wished that we had a few more days to spend there.

After 30 days of living the high life in the Land Rover, the time had come to return him. We have been so lucky to have such a safe and reliable car for the past month and it has afforded us countless opportunities that we never would have had with a tiny 2 wheel drive. Camping for 30 days was not nearly as hard as we had expected, and it has been nice to wake up every day outside. Tomorrow we head to Mozambique and the next leg of our African journey. We are extremely excited for the next 2 months and have no idea what to expect. What we do know is that internet is going to be very scarce, so there probably won’t be a lot of pictures posted. Stick with us though, we will post when we can and you can expect a massive upload of pictures when we arrive in Asia.

Car/Camping Stats:
Kilometers Driven in Dougie (yes Colleen named the car): 8,635
Countries Visited: 4
Highest Road Toll Paid: $9
Number of Birds Hit: 5 (they fly into cars so they actually hit us)
Average Bed Time: 8:30pm(hey it gets dark here early and there are a lot of bugs!)
Average Wake Up Time: 6:45am(easy to get up early when you go to bed early)
Average Hours of Sleep: We’re guessing 5, the ground is really, really hard here
Times we were asked what nationality we were then when we told them they tripled the price of entrance or accommodation: Around 10

Botswana

The border crossings are beginning to become somewhat of a routine. Three hours outside of the Namibian capital of Windhoek we pulled up to the boarder checkpoint, presented our documents, paid a small entry fee, had the car searched and listened to a guard comment in admiration about Obama.

Given our limited time with the vehicle, Botswana had not received the highest priority (most all there is to do and see in Botswana is in the far north) and we were using it mostly as a transitional point from eastern Namibia back into northern South Africa. Once through the border, we headed out across the vast flat open space that is the Kalahari. The desert covers a good portion of northern South Africa as well as all of southern Botswana. During our 400 mile trek across the desert, rest stops and towns were few and even cross roads were a rarity. One thing that was plentiful was the livestock in the road. We were not really sure who they belonged to (there were no sheppards in sight) but every handful of minutes we had to slow to a complete stop to let the cow, donkey, geep (yes I said geep = part goat part sheep), cross the road. It kept the drive entertaining and comical as there was no radio and our only other entertainment was adjusting the air condition.

Despite the uneventful drive, the scenery was beautiful with vast desert shrubbery stretching uninterrupted by houses, fences or other roads. We had the town of Kang noted about 300 miles into our drive arrived by mid afternoon only to find the town was only a petrol station with camp sites (gravel parking lot) in the back. We had camped next to petrol stations before but this one seemed to have too many people standing around with nothing to do besides eye us and our car so we headed further down the highway. There were no towns marked on the map for the following couple hours and before we knew it we were watching the sun set in the rear view mirror as we headed east. We began to get slightly worried as we had no idea where to head for the night. We were within a couple hours of the capital but heading into an unfamiliar large city late at night was not an attractive option. We came across a petrol station sometime around 8PM whose owner offered to let us stay behind the station for free (again too many people standing around with nothing to do staring at us) but also noted a hotel further down the road that should have rooms open. Although we had the tent and the hotel cost 4 times the normal cost of a campground, we decided not to break our cardinal rule (compromising safety) and grabbed a room. After camping for 4 weeks sleeping in a tent on hard ground, the warm bed and hot shower were a treat.

We awoke the next morning refreshed and headed into the Botswana capital of Gaborone to stock up on some much needed supplies. Gaborone is more of a business center than a sight seeing destination but the downtown business area sported some tall buildings and well groomed parks. Botswana gained independence in the 60s and not too long after, diamond deposits were found and the economy has been riding that wave of wealth for the past couple decades. The conversation today is around how they will transition much of their economy now that the diamonds have run dry.

From the capital we headed south to our destination for the day, Mokolodi Nature reserve, and arrived just before noon time. We were lucky as the day prior and day after they were booked full but we were able to secure a site for one night and by early afternoon we were out on a self guided tour of the reserve. About 20 minutes into our drive down a rocky dirt road we came across a group of giraffes feeding. It was quite the rush to see the creatures in the wild for the first time as one blocked our path forward down the road while others loomed 20 ft tall far above our heads. From there we moved on through the park and had our first glimpses of wildebeests and zebra. Just as we were arriving back at camp at sunset we stumbled upon a small pack of elephants to cap off the day! The rhino and hippo are still eluding us but we hope to spot them in the coming weeks.

Our time in Botswana was short lived but we hope to return again and see the sights that the northern half of this beautiful country has to offer.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Waterfalls and Canyons

The border crossing from Lesotho back into South Africa was extremely quick. In fact, they didn’t even bother to check both of our passports. After crossing back in, we decided the best route into Namibia would be driving straight west, all the way back across South Africa to enter Namibia from the south. After 2 long days of driving and a quick 1 night stop in Kimberly (known for having the biggest manually dug hole in the world), we arrived in Augrabies. Augrabies is a small town, but it sits outside Augrabies National Park, known for its cascading waterfalls. We hit the park at an optimal time as the floods in the north had brought large volumes of water into the gorge leading to a handful of individual side waterfalls in addition to the main falls. We spent two nights camping outside the park in wine country sandwiched between grape vines and lime trees.

From Augrabies it was a 2 hour jaunt northward to Namibia (again we selected a small remote dirt/gravel road boarder crossing). For the first time our vehicle was actually searched at the boarder and after 45 minutes of paperwork, investigating, and being told the USA was only full of rich people, we moved into Namibia. A majority of Namibians live in the northern third of the country, in the capital of Windhoek or settled in the north along the Angola boarder. It was immediately evident as we entered from the south that we were in desolate, but beautiful country. Namibia is slightly larger than Texas but boasts less than 2 million people. Most are scattered across the country side and only the capital city boasts a population above 50,000 people. On our third day in Namibia during a 5 hour stretch driving in the south we only encountered one other vehicle!

Our first destination was to hit up Fish River Canyon. It was high on Colleen’s things to see in Namibia, and like SA, everything says that you must book in advance. We did not know when we would be arriving, so we took the chance and just showed up. There were only 4 other people there. It is entering high season and the Easter Holiday yet the crowds have been low as of late. Fish River Canyon is the largest canyon in the Southern Hemisphere, and the views were spectacular. After Fish River we had big plans to drive to Luderitz, a small German settlement 2 hours from any other towns on the south-west coast. Namibia has a big German history as they used to be a German colony and only got their independence in 1990. We arrived after a long day of driving to Luderitz and wouldn’t you know it, it was their Independence Day. Of course in the USA everyone has big BBQ’s and parties on our Independence Day, here not so much. We found one person having a small braai and the temperature had dropped from 35 degrees C at 30 KM outside of town to only 14 degrees in the city. It was a ghost town. No one was around, all the shops were closed for the holiday and at the one camping spot we couldn’t find anyone to pay. We took this as a sign and decided our best bet was to grab a quick beer at the only pub open in town and head out back the way we came. The nearest town was Aus and we camped at the only garage/market/petrol station in town. It was nice, cheap, clean and sunny!

Namibia has been an experience so far. LOTS of wide open space and you don’t see others for hours. The scenery is magnificent, it seems to change drastically every hour and the trip is definitely about the journey here, not the destination.

Monday, March 23, 2009

The Heavenly Kingdom of Lesotho

There are multiple options for crossing the border into Lesotho from South Africa. Some are well worn while others not so much. We broke camp in Rhodes, South Africa and headed north to the nearest border crossing, Tele Bridge. The road from Rhodes to Tele bridge is a mountain pass of gravel/dirt and it took 3+ hours to cover the 60 mile trek. The boarder crossing was uneventful outside of the guards inquiry on Barack Obama (Do we know him? Where does he live?).



Once across the boarder we hopped on a paved road, the first in 2 days of driving, and headed north. Lesotho is a small country, surrounded entirely by South Africa. The guide book pointed out that 45% of the country is unemployed, 25% is malnourished and 30%+ are living with HIV/AIDS. Add some political instability to the mix and the country has struggled as of late. We found Lesotho to be a beautiful and interesting country, amazing mountain scenery with friendly, smiling people. We stayed at the Malealea Lodge, in Malealea, known for its pony trekking and out of the way solitude. Lesotho also has amazing hiking, and we thought it would be a good place to fit in a day long trek. The lodge recommends that you hire a guide to do the 6 hour gorge hike we decided on, both to employ the local people and also to keep the guests safe as the hike is rather confusing and strenuous. We opted out of this, thinking it would be nice to have some solitude in such a beautiful location. Hiring a guide might have been a good idea. We spent the next 6 hours clamoring over slippery rocks, jumping down 6 foot waterfalls and climbing up sides of cliffs. At the end of the day we probable spent a good 2+ hours of the 6 hour hike lost, but we really enjoyed ourselves and ended up tipping a guide along the way for some well needed directions. The end of the hike lead us through some of the local villages where the kids came running out to greet us with alphabet songs and calls for “sweets”.

Lesotho was an excellent experience. The lodge where we camped was perched on the top of a mountain, where we woke every morning with calls from the many birds and other animals that flowed into and out of the lodge grounds. Each evening we were treated to the local village choir singing native songs as well as a small band of locals playing home made instruments. The nights were quiet and spent sipping South African wine and the local Lesotho beers in the lodge pub. As with many of the destinations we have visited thus far in southern Africa, the crowds are smaller than expected for this time of year and most point out the culprit as the slumping global economy. It is no doubt an interesting time to be traveling the world.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Where The Elephants Roam

Sorry for the delayed postings, internet access in rural South Africa and Lesotho has been non-existent so we are a little behind in posting. The pictures of our first week in South Africa are up on the slideshow….

We departed our hilltop farm campground in the coastal town of Wilderness and made a quick one night stopover in Jeffrey’s Bay. JBay is a coastal surf mecca where flip flops and board shorts are the norm. We camped out one night in the back of a hostel on a cliff overlooking the main beach and then it was on to Addo Elephant Reserve further down the coast.

We arrived at Addo, checked into our camp for two nights (the only reservation we have had thus far in Africa), and then headed out in the Land Rover to see what the park had to offer. The camp area is separated from the animal reserve area by large electric fences so we negotiated another checkpoint and then we were out on exploring on our own. The animals are allowed to roam freely throughout the 250,000 acre reserve and we were unsure at the onset if we would even be lucky enough to see any of the game that the park had to offer. Within the first few minutes in the park we spotted a massive male elephant, and from then on, there were animals everywhere. There are over 450 elephants in the park, and it was easy to spot herds of them, some containing up to 50 elephants. At one point elephants emerged onto the road 3 feet from our car and caused me to panic a little as I had flashbacks of that car commercial at home where the elephant sits on the car. I was convinced they where going to do that, so I began backing up which freaked the elephants out more. Luckily Chad was the voice of reason and calmed me down. Those creatures are huge!!!!

We enjoyed the rest of that day and the next riding through the park spotting animals. We were able to see lions, water buffalos, jackals, tortoises, kudu, a few varieties of deer, the famous flightless dung beetle (they have the right away on the roads there) and many, many warthogs. The zebras, rhinos and hyenas alluded us but hopefully we can catch them next time. No need to pay for an expensive safari when you can self drive all of these amazing parks. We saw more elephants than we could count and it was breathtaking to see them in their natural environment enjoying all of the watering holes in the near 100 degree heat.

At the camp we meet a nice couple from outside Durban, in eastern South Africa, who went over Southern Africa with us and gave us some ideas of where to head to next. They were super helpful and nice and it was great to get some insider knowledge of SA and Namibia.

We left the park with the thought of driving north for a few hours, but never really came across a good place to stop for the night and ended up driving for 7 hours. We saw an advertisement for a small town just south of Lesotho called Rhodes, known for it’s dirt biking trails and fly fishing, things we have zero interest in, but on a whim decided that was where we were going to go. Rhodes turned out to be a over an hour from the closest paved road at an elevation of 6000 ft! We arrived well after dark and skipped the tent setup and spent the next 2 nights sleeping in the back of the Land Rover. Being a very small town far away from any big cities, Rhodes turned out to be very interesting and had very old school African thoughts about division of race, etc. We had a few beers in the one bar with some of the local fly fisherman who were very interested in our thoughts on Obama and what is happening in our county. Rhodes turned out to be a unique experience, one we definitely would not have been able to experience if we did not have our own car.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Sometimes You Get Lucky…….

You reserve and pay for a Ford Fiesta and get this, packed full with camping gear for 30 days in Southern Africa.


We headed out of Camp Town in our Land Rover rental, and after a few quick stops on the Cape Peninsula coast to see the small towns and the native penguins, we headed to wine country and a small university town called Stellenbosch. We were able to camp 2 nights behind a local backpackers in town, and spent a day wine tasting. After 4 and a half years of living in San Francisco close to some of the best wine in the world, we were shocked by how CHEAP it is to buy wine here. Wine tastings ranged from 1-4 USD and bottles from 4-6 USD. Ridiculously cheap, even on a backpackers budget.


We are currently in a small town on the Garden Route coast called Wilderness, named because it is well, wild. There is a national park here where we canoed and hiked up to a waterfall today, and are camping at a backpackers on top of a hill with gorgeous views of the water and surrounding area.
Today is officially our 1 month anniversary of traveling and we cannot believe how quickly time is moving. We realize each day how lucky we are to do be experiencing this adventure together and are thankful for these times and everything we have. With the car we are now planning most of our travels 2-3 days in advance. Tomorrow we head to Jeffrey’s Bay, a world renowned South Africa surf town, and from there we are heading to Addo Elephant Reserve for two nights of wildlife.



Barcelona pictures are uploaded. All of our pictures can be accessed by clicking on the Picasa slideshow to the right. The first South Africa pictures will be up soon!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Into Africa

We have updated the picture slideshow with all photos from Aqaba, Wadi Rum and the Dead Sea. The Jauntlet travel map itinerary has also be updated with our tentative future plans. Take a look at both! Over the past week since our last post we have:

-Spent a couple days relaxing in the Aqaba sun (although we never went in the Red Sea)
-Survived 2 days in a torrential rain/hail storm in Amman, including a long, cold and wet walk in the rain to taste our first Jordanian draft beer. We were seated in front of a fire by the staff to dry ourselves. A poster of The Doors to our left and Nirvana to our right, good company!
-Enjoyed 2 days eating tapas, drinking sangria and hiking all over Barcelona
-Endured 25 hours of straight travel from Barcelona to Cape Town including 2 flights with a layover in Heathrow.

We arrived safely in Cape Town on the 4th and absolutely love it! The atmosphere and vibe is really laid back, it reminds of Santa Cruz CA and the surf towns of Australia and although we are staying at a party hostel and feeling a bit old as the average age here is 20, it has been a great time. Yesterday we took some time to explore a couple of museums relating to Cape Town’s past: the Slave Lodge and the District 6th Museum. Both were extremely moving and gave us greater knowledge of the history here. In the afternoon we decided to hike to Table Mountain, take the cable car up and hike back down. Did I mention that Cape Town is in the middle of a massive heat wave? It was long and very hot and we were relieved to complete the hike back into town and sit down to 75 cent happy hour beers!

We have decided to rent a car and camp the next 30 days in Southern Africa. We caught a lucky break at the car rental place and got upgraded from a Ford to a Volvo and they threw in camping gear for free. We pick up the car in about an hour so we will see if the deal is too good to be true. We have reservations for our first two nights camping in South African wine country and from there we will head along the southern shore dubbed the ‘Garden Route’ for a week until we head north to Lesotho. We have no real set plan or itinerary, and are really looking forward to the freedom of the car. So for now it is bye to Cape Town, we will definitely be back again!
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