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Namibia

When we entered Namibia I was finally able to see if my loving and conscientious caring of “Jules the Malaria Patient” had paid off in Uganda by becoming ill. Some would argue that my affliction was even more dangerous and life-threatening than malaria, but this blog...

Botswana – Land of Giants

We had been warned about long queues, being hassled by fixers, money changers and souvenir salesmen, and general African bureaucratic border bollocks when entering Botswana on the ferry from Zambia. Having some time to kill as we didn’t need to be at work the next day...

Somebeer

We have been told that in Africa every man wants a BMW – Beer, Meat, Woman. In Chipata we found a Spar so were able to get hold of some Beer and Meat. With my BMW I headed to South Luangwa. My Woman had found out that the campsite was renowned for a couple of rogue...

How Mal Are We?

After a relatively painless border crossing into Malawi we made our way up to Livingstonia, an old colonial town at the top of a steep windy pass with cliffs to one side and obstacles in the road requiring low range etc and obligatory clapped-out car with shot shocks...

Brave Sir Robin in Tanzania

Our cardinal rule for this trip has been no night time driving. Unfortunately there had been quite a bit of congestion at the border into Tanzania which took a big chunk out of our morning and the one place we had found to stay turned out to be to put it bluntly a...