As long as you are in Kruger, there is hope

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As long as you are in Kruger, there is hope. That’s a phrase our driver in Kruger always said. Hope for what? Probably to see some of the more special animals. Because we saw EVERYTHING. Buffalos, giraffes, elephants, birds, hippos,… We saw everything BUT the big cats. We started to think that they were on strike. But as long as you are in Kruger, there is hope.

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We realized that our Vic Falls to Johannesburg tour with Nomads was over, when everybody was saying goodbye and we had to organize a taxi for ourselves to get to the hostel. The high prices made us wish that we could hop back on our tour truck.

Finally, we arrived at the Sleek hostel, which was quite cool but clearly, they were not prepared for winter. The rooms were freezing!!! At least the shower was hot. Since it wasn’t advisable to walk outside as females after dark, we ordered some pizzas with help from the guy at the reception. At least an hour later, they finally arrived cold but you know; this is Africa.

Luckily, we survived the cold night and tried to organize an Uber to the mall in Sandton the next day. Unfortunately, the app just didn’t work for us and so we had the choice of being ripped off by another taxi driver or take a minibus cab from the nearby taxi rank. We opted for the later, as it was only R11 and should be safe in the bright daylight. So, 10min later, we were on our way to the mall in a car full of black people.

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Sandton City reminded me of Las Vegas with lots of big buildings, where all the life is going on inside. We spent the day shopping for clothes and souvenirs and enjoyed a delicious chocolate fondue from Haagen-Dazs. We needed that, after 3 weeks with hardly any sweets. We were getting a little worried about how we would get back to the hostel, when we met a guy from our hostel at the supermarket. What a lucky coincidence. It’s just safer to have a male person with you here (that’s what the guy at the reception told us). We wanted to take a bus with him but unfortunately, they just stopped running (at 8pm) but we could then actually haggle a taxi down to R150.

That was a good day in Josie and we didn’t feel like we had missed out on anything. I hadn’t particularly liked what I had seen of Johannesburg. Therefore, we were excited that our safari to Kruger would start the next day.

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It began with a lot of driving. First, all the tourists in our area of Johannesburg were collected by Viva Safaris and then we started heading up to Kruger. We stopped for lunch in a restaurant with delicious food. An Italian couple even ordered the garlic snails. However, they hadn’t known what snails are, so in the end, they didn’t want to eat them. My chance to try one as I always said that they are disgusting and I don’t want to eat one. Well, now I can confirm my opinion; I won’t eat one again if I can avoid it. Other than that we pretty much just drove the whole day. We reached Balule game reserve (which joins together with Kruger) shortly after 4pm and noticed that this safari was a class higher. First of all, we had a room and not tents and the beds were so comfortable and everything in the lodge so nicely put together, that we could just relax for once. Then, they had an animal spotting terrace where we saw some baboons, warthogs and big elephant bulls. The elephants were as big as the safari vehicle we boarded afterwards and they came so close that we could be glad that they were feeling friendly.

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When that excitement was over, we climbed into the safari car and went for a sunset drive. Somehow, we just don’t get lucky with night drives. Again, we only saw a few and very general animals like impalas, giraffes and luckily a few genets. When it was dark, we stopped somewhere in the bush, where the staff had set up dinner with tables and lots of candles. It was very romantic and the star spangled sky amazing. We had another South African specialty called pap (?). I had heard a lot about it. Mostly that it doesn’t taste like anything, you can compare it to polenta and it’s so thick that you could kill somebody with it. Luckily, it did not taste like polenta and i actually liked it with the tomato sauce and chicken they served it with. After dinner, they drove us back to our nice room. Unfortunately, not even the hyena that usually comes by showed up.

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The next morning, a different safari jeep picked us up and we entered Kruger at Open Gate. We spent the WHOLE day driving around Kruger, spotting animals. Our driver, Dominic, had amazing eyes. Sometimes, he’d stop the car, leaving us all wondering what had happened until he would say: well, don’t you see the rhinos? And even then it took us a moment to find them. How could he have concentrated on the roads, the cows and impalas next to the road and still see the cool animals? If anyone would find us a leopard, it was him. But at 2pm, still no cat had showed up. We stopped for lunch at Satura camp, where they had a pizza place and Mugg and Beans. If you go to Kruger, you don’t have to be worried about the infrastructure.

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After lunch, we kept hoping. We still awed at the cute elephant and hippo babies but it would have been nice to see some predators. So, when we saw a lot of cars stopping at one spot, we knew there had to be something. And there was. A giraffe only had a hole where its head and neck used to be with two big female lions and four cubs enjoying the rest of its body as a meal. You could really see that their mouths were red from the blood! That was something!

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Then it already was almost sunset time again and we had to drive to our camp for the night. It was called Marc’s Treehouse Lodge and when we arrived there, we wished that we could stay longer. We really slept in a treehouse with our own bathroom. There are no fences around the camp and so there is the chance of seeing an animal.

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After dinner we went straight to bed, as we were exhausted from all that driving around in the dry heat and we had to get up at 5.30am for our bushwalk. The bush walk was okay. We learned some more things about plants and termites. After an hour, we were glad that a good breakfast was waiting for us and then we unfortunately had to start our journey back to Johannesburg, as our flights were leaving the next day.

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What an awesome time these past four weeks has been. What an adventure! I feel so lucky that I could experience all that (and on top I always had such nice company). And I had no problems with Malarone at all. Not more than the usual dizziness anyways. Neither did Michèle. I guess all the foods and drinks we had were clean as well, since our stomachs never bothered us! So, everything was a success and I’ll definitely come back to Africa to see some more of this continent.

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This is not a holiday, it’s an adventure (Okavango Delta, road trips)

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We really felt like we had arrived in Africa, when our big truck had to roll onto what looked like a hand-crafted and way to small ferry, that then brought us to the other side of a river. But the boat made it and our journey into the Okavango Delta continued, now pretty much off-road – they called that an African massage- to our camp at Jambo Junction. That was a like a resort campground with permanent tents. We finally had the sausage rolls for lunch and afterwards were scheduled for our first mokoro ride. A mokoro is a boat made out of a tree trunk and its engine is a person with a long stick to push away from the ground like in Venice. We were pretty unsure whether it was safe to bring the camera as these things were incredibly wobbly but after two minutes, we felt completely at ease with our skilled pole man and could enjoy the BEAUTIFUL ride. It’s such a peaceful way of transport, as you glide over the surface of the water almost noiselessly and sit on the same level as the water. I could have done that all day! How lovely! But we got off on an island and took a short walk with a guy named Nature, reading elephant tracks and other signs the animals left behind.

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The ride back in the mokoro was even better, as we could observe some hippos that were really close by. Plus, the sun was just setting and I witnessed one of my most special sunsets. By then, we were starving again and could hardly await our dinner (potato salad, coleslaw and braaied chicken).

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The next morning started with another wonderful mokoro ride until we reached another island, where we went for a longer walk. We learned more about animals and their behavior but unfortunately only saw a few birds, shit loads of elephant poo and cows. But no elephants 😦

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Our pole men drove us back, where a nice brunch awaited us. Then, we had some time to relax, read, play darts (the group of my exchange student friend was there as well) until at 2.30pm it was our turn to try steering a mokoro. We were pretty sure that we would fall in but I actually found it easier than SUP to balance. Steering was a different story and there was a lot of laughter when boats would disappear in the high grass again. But I guess we had a talented group because afterwards, they let us pole ourselves to a swimming area in the delta, although that wasn’t really planned into the schedule. Our whole group came swimming, even our 70 year old grandmother, which proofed again, what an awesome group we have! By the way, that 70 year old lady did everything we did too with just as much energy as us. I can only hope that I will still be as fit and as adventurous as her, when I reach that age.

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After the refreshing bath in the clear water, it was time for another sunset mokoro ride with our poler. It doesn’t get boring. To watch the sunset, we sat down on an island and then, just as we were putting the correct killer to jail, a whole group of elephants (including super cute babies) came to the water to drink. Wow, what a nice surprise! I almost missed the sunset because I was so mesmerized by them.

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Unfortunately, we then had to go back before it became completely dark and when we reached the camp, our mokoro riding days were over.

For dinner we had bean soup, lamb meat, sausages and vegetables with potatoes and afterwards we played a game next to the fire under the full moon. The chance of seeing lots of stars had gone astray but at least we could find the path to our tents without a problem.

On Friday morning, it was time to pack up again and then board an army truck, that transported us to a different boat landing place. From there we took a boat through the delta for 2,5 hours. It was beautiful but freezing! So, we were glad when we finally spotted Nina and Gerhard waiting for us. We quickly made some tuna sandwiches for the road and then drove towards Maun, where the people who wanted could catch a scenic flight over the delta. The pictures showed that it was an experience worth doing but since I don’t like flying that much, I preferred walking into town to buy some supplies for the long road trips ahead and then get an iced coffee with the others who remained on the ground. They even had wifi there and I got a quick chance to talk to my family.

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That night we arrived at the camp in the dark and would leave it again by 5am, so it would be a rather short night. Since a girl wanted to also have the camping experience for one night, we switched and went into her room. Unfortunately, we took the night were they had the most basic accommodation of all and I thought it was even colder than in the tent. Good that I brought my lovely warm sleeping bag this time 🙂

Dinner that night was rice with some kind of chicken stew. Very tasty once again.

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I was surprised that I was able to eat breakfast at 4.30am but maybe it’s being outdoors so much. We packed some sandwiches for lunch that we could eat on the bus when we wanted because what followed was 11 hours on the road with a few toilet stops.

At least, we arrived at Stevensford reserve when the sun was still up. It was a nice place to camp and the lodges looked really good as well. We quickly set up our tents and then boarded a game drive jeep. We saw a family of warthogs (Pumba) running around and some impalas jumping. And that was it then. All the other animals seemed to have disappeared 😦 But we knew they had to be somewhere, since we saw zebras, when we were coming with the truck. We finally did see some cute dwarf mongooses and then a single giraffe we first thought was a statue because he didn’t move for at least 2min. On our way back, it was dark night and therefore, we used a spotlight to find more animals. We saw a few rabbits and also an antbear crossing the road, which apparently is quite lucky.

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By the time we arrived back at the camp, I was starving and therefore glad that a hot dinner was ready. Cardi had cooked a typical South African Bobodie (yellow rice with a meat and cheese sauce, a little bit like a good nachos dip and a dessert made out of custard cream and oreos). We enjoyed that around the warming campfire and grew slightly melancholic, as this would be our last night as a group. They then even sang happy birthday for Switzerland as it was 1. August, which was quite a special thing to do 🙂

The night was quite cold but the cool thing was, that we were right next to a river again and the shower was hidden behind a tree and wood and the only toilet was also just behind a wooden fence that was open towards the river, that you could enjoy the view.

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We packed up our things for the last time and soon after that, crossed back into South Africa. We had rice salad and some leftovers at a gas station rest stop for lunch and then started the last hundred kilometers back to Johannesburg. What a fantastic week we’ve had on our Victoria Falls to Johannesburg overland safari. The memories I can keep are amazing. I can fully recommend this overland tour with Nomads. All the other groups we’ve met along the way seemed in high spirits as well. Maybe it’s just the same kind of people who decides to go on a safari in Africa. Or maybe, we were just really lucky, to have been thrown together with 18 really like minded people, who have made even the long hours on the truck really agreeable.

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Encounters with sharks and lovely people

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So much has happened in the last days, this is going to be a long entry. The day I left the Umzumbe Surfhouse, I unfortunately couldn’t enjoy a last glance over the lovely green garden with the ocean behind it, as it was still pitch black when we got into the car. Therefore, while driving up to Umkomaas, I got to witness a sunrise and was able to observe the different tribal villages we passed. We reached the dive school by 7am, where I got handed all the gear I needed and after a short briefing, we hopped onto the back of a truck and were transported (including our speed boat) down to the ocean. Making it from the beach past the waves onto the open ocean was an adventure on its own but once that adrenaline rush was over, we could relax a little and try to spot whales (which we did again, far away at the horizon). Right before we rolled backwards into the water, a group of dolphins came to visit us as well. Every time I see dolphins here, it’s at least a group of ten and they are nice to watch. Our dive site was called Raggie’s Cave, since there was a big chance of encountering ragged teeth sharks. Aliwal Shoal is famous because you find the big fish here anyways. So, one of the rules I remembered from the briefing, was: keep at least 5m between you and the sharks and look down before you go down, so that you don’t float right on top of one of them. So, we slowly descended down into the blue. Visibility was great and it was easy to spot fish and the shape of the reef and once we were on the same level as the reef, there it was, our first shark. We kind of wanted to just wait behind a coral and watch him but apparently, he was a curious one and slowly started swimming towards us. I wanted to laugh and scream at the same time because I couldn’t decide between being overly excited and scared but since that wouldn’t have been of much use under water, I just floated there next to my dive buddy with a pounding heart, trying to keep breathing, as to keep breathing is the most important rule of diving, hoping that no sudden current would push us further towards the shark, whose nose was now about one meter from our faces. He then decided that we weren’t that interesting after all and moved away again, while I finally settled on laughing. Then, we could concentrate on the other parts of the beautiful world that surrounded us. We saw some more sharks, a big turtle and lots of colorful fish. Finally, I was in a group of divers who all knew what they were doing and so we could enjoy maximum underwater time. By the end, I was a bit cold and the winter air at the surface didn’t really help to change that. Furthermore, in our small boat, we felt every wave of the choppy water that passed through but in the end, we all managed to keep our breakfast inside and were happy to leave the boat for our second dive, after the necessary surface time. The water actually felt warmer now and so I could fully enjoy the dive again. We saw some more sharks, also a white tipped one, swam through caves, saw a huge grouper and other big fish and some big shrimps and in the end looked for lost shark teeth down in the sand, which were lying around like shells at the beach. So, it was definitely worth it to take a detour and come diving. I even wished that I had planned more days here. Plus, I received lots of good tips for dive sites in Mozambique from the other people in my dive group, so I guess I’ll have to add a dive trip to Africa onto my list.

One of the other couples on my boat had to head back up to Durban as well and offered me a ride but since I had already booked the shuttle and couldn’t cancel it, I spent some more hours close to the beach in Umkomaas and then took the shuttle later in the afternoon. However, Mishan and I stayed in touch and agreed on meeting again later in the evening. Lucky me, because the hostel I had reserved appeared quite sketchy to me, plus they also advised me not to leave the hostel alone after dark and so I would have had to spend the next three nights after 5pm in a place I didn’t like if it wasn’t for Mishan. He came to pick me up later in the evening and yes, then I wasn’t entirely convinced whether this was 100% safe but so far, I’ve always made good experiences with kind strangers and there was nothing odd about him, plus, he already had guests at home (the other girl he was diving with and her boyfriend and so as soon as I saw them again, my last doubt was gone as well). I mean, before couchsurfing and references, people had to go through the world with a little more trust as well and it would probably help if there were more positive stories like that on the news instead of always just he bad ones. But so, the house he lives in is amazing. You don’t really see into the life of a person when you see them in a wetsuit but I certainly did not expect this. I was more than happy to accept when he offered me that I could stay here and therefore could trade the charmless hostel with a hotel like room.

Shark teeth we found on the dive

Shark teeth we found on the dive

During the day, they all had to work and so I went off exploring on my own again. Unfortunately, it rained like in a rainforest all day and so I pretty soon decided to make my way to Gateway Mall. A taxi would have been quite expensive, since they rip the tourists off anyways and so I tried to go there by public transport. Nobody could really tell me how that worked but after asking many people, I finally figured out that I had to get to the taxi stand, from where I could catch a minibus taxi. I didn’t really know how to get to the taxi stand but from what I had seen, you just wait alongside the road and the buses pull over and take you into the direction they are driving. After only a minute, a bus drove up to a traffic light, where he had to stop and since they are driving with open doors, I could easily ask, whether they were going to where I needed to go. The boy at the door nodded and I hopped on and was sitting in a bus full of black people. From there, it was no problem to find the right minibus to get to the mall but again I was the only white person on the bus.

Gateway is huge. I spent the whole day there and still hadn’t seen all the floors. But I did spend two hours at the cinema, when I went to watch Jurassic World in the IMAX theater. That was awesome and brought back some childhood memories and also felt somewhat familiar to my shark encounter :). In the evening, I met up with Mishan again and we went to a big family pre wedding dinner of his brother. Would I ever have dreamed of this two days ago? Nope. But I was so glad it worked all out like this and I got to meet this lovely family.

The next day, the sun was out again and I enjoyed a beautiful morning stroll along the beach promenade. Then, the next amazing thing happened. I was just thinking whether I should sit down and have a coffee somewhere, so I looked at one of the cafés and therefore remarked the only couple that was sitting outside. I thought, hm, that guy looks familiar and when I looked at the woman, a bell rang and at the same moment they recognized me, too. It was the people who were at the Surfhouse the first few days I was there. They were also really nice and I had been a bit sad to see them leave but now we got the chance to catch up again and not neglect exchanging our details this time.

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Later, I made my way back to the mall. Now, finding my way around with the buses already worked flawlessly, so it’s kind of a pity that I am already leaving Durban, just as I get a little feel for the city. I wanted to go to the Virgin Active Gym, as one of the people there yesterday offered me a free trial day. Since it was too windy to swim in the ocean, I thought I’d go and use the pool there and maybe attend a class. They have everything in the gym!!! Even a sauna and curling irons next to the hair driers. But first I ate lunch and connected to wifi and that’s when my day took a turn for the worse. I wanted to check again, when my flight in Victoria Falls would arrive, so that I could tell Michèle what time we could meet. That’s when I noticed an e-mail from my ticket agency, that the airline had changed the time of my flight. At first I thought it was only a few hours, which would have been ok, but then I saw with fear that it was over a whole day. This would be too late for my safari. I tried to get in touch with them, which was a problem without a payphone and the number they wrote me obviously only working from inside Switzerland. Thank God that Michèle was reachable on Whatsapp and then tried to get me out of this mess (since I neither had more than 30min of internet nor enough battery on my phone to keep on searching for options). So, I just had to have faith. I tried to not be too stressed anymore and have a nice last evening in Durban. Then hugged Mishan and his family goodbye the next morning to board my bus to Johannesburg. Of course there was no wifi there either and not always cell reception along the way, so I still didn’t know how it looked like with my flight. Michèle told me that she’d write me a text message when she knew what was going on.

In the end, Michele managed to cancel the flight and hopefully, I’ll get my money back. But, I really felt like in the Amazing Race afterwards, when I went to buy a plane ticket directly at the British Airways counter.

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Thoughts on common sense

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I thought common sense is called that because it’s something the majority would regard as smart or correct. But travelling has taught me, that for different countires, you also have to use different degrees of common sense and sometimes it’s worth it to ask again, how their common sense looks like. For example the other night, I was invited to an African braai (another word for bbq) because it was a girls’s going away party. I had only just met the people who invited me that day but everybody is just so friendly here in Umzumbe. So, anyways, I was there and we were talking about how the current safety situation in South Africa is and a girl says, you know, it isn’t any more dangerous as other places if you just behave normal and use common sense. Sounds completely logical to me. But so, I asked her whether she would walk home alone after dark. I meant to add “in Johannesburg“ because I heard that it can be dangerous there but I couldn’t finish my sentence, she right away jumped in “No, of course not! I wouldn’t even walk on my own for five minutes, like here, that’s just something you don’t do.” We were only a five minute walk from the surf house. There only is one road here and everything else is beach and jungle, it’s not like there should be a lot of drunken creeps hiding in the bushes. But you have to listen to these things as a foreigner and therefore I was glad that people here always drive you to places without you even having to ask, just because that’s how you do that here. So much for my common sense. In Switzerland and in many European cities any gender could come and go as they please at any time of the day or night. It would be quite a sad shock if you got stabbed. And I know the basics like: “don’t walk around and look like you have a lot of money or expensive possessions and don’t leave your bag unattended.” But here, we even have to hide our flip flops in the bushes when we go surfing, because apparently, they have been stolen before. I guess, this time it’s not just the tourist guide that tells us these things but the locals actually follow these rules quite strictly, too. Therefore, when I saw a public bus driving by I dismissed the thought of taking that one up to Johannesburg very quickly. It probably would be cheaper and a lot more entertaining but I already learned in Honduras that in some countries, it’s just not safe to use the normal public transport. There, we needed to get from the harbor back to San Pedro Sula and the normal bus was $20 cheaper than the tourist bus. It took my friend Dimitri quite some time and energetic words to convince me, that it really wasn’t safe to ride with the locals because the chance of getting robbed, into an accident or even murdered was so high. These things are sometimes hard to understand for a Swiss person, where even children can ride the buses and trains on their own. But even in that sense, I learned a lot during the past year and I now try to adapt to the local common sense right away if somebody suggests completely unnecessary sounding boundaries to me.

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Yesterday, the ocean had been much calmer. So calm in fact, that there were hardly any waves. But I at least caught a vew good ones 🙂 Today it was a completely different story again. Strong onshore winds that make the ocean very rough but kill all the nice waves. Unfortunately, I therefore had to take a break from surfing and we went on a hike in Oribi Gorge instead. There is a famous gorge swing and a long suspension bridge but we hiked in the less touristy part. All the pictures are from the hike today. Now I keep my fingers crossed, that my surf luck will be slightly better for my remaining days here.

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Welcome to the South Coast of South Africa

Leaving alone to go travelling seems to become harder every time. It’s just so much nicer if you can share the journey with somebody who means something to you as well and not just the destinations (with all the new nice people you get to meet). Because, isn’t as they say the journey the reward? And I was looking at a long stretch of road ahead of me.

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First, I took the train to Frankfurt. Luckily, nobody was on strike this time and I arrived at the airport, with my three hour time cushion still intact. Therefore, I had enough time to enjoy an ice cream and watch the planes land and take off from the visitor terrace.

The Emirates flight to Dubai was agreeable as always and thanks to them, I even had a free meal at DBX. I previously read on the internet, that if you have a layover that’s longer than four hours, you can get a free meal voucher at information desk H, right near gate B18. I guess I qualified for that with my 10 hours. Nobody has ever told me about that, but still, I wasn’t the only person who knew about this by far.
Since my layover was during the night, there wasn’t really any point in leaving the airport (especially when the airport shops are open 24/7) and I mostly tried to catch some sleep. There are loads of these uncomfortable chairs that are enclosed by armrests on both sides but there also are a lot of almost bed-like chairs. So even for me it was possible to sleep for a while.
From time to time I was tempted to hop on a plane that was going to Melbourne. I miss that place. But I stuck to my plan and already met many nice South African people at the gate.

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8 hours later I landed at King Shaka airport in Durban. Already that name made me feel like I stepped right into Lion King country. It took me about an hour to get through the health checks and security. They take that serious here! We even got sprayed with disinfectant on the plane.
It was already dark night at 6pm and cool 14 degrees (compared to the unusual heatwave we had in Switzerland), well yes, its winter here but apparently, it isn’t usually that freezing here because all the locals were complaining. Winter is supposed to be the best time of the year to come surfing here, though, and again, I only ran into friendly people after I landed. An usher in front of a coffee shop even offered me a free coffee, since I didn’t have time to sit down. (Probably I also just looked too pitiable after 34 hours of travelling. The surf house had arranged a seat on a shuttle bus for me and so the pick-up and transport worked out perfectly (180 ZAR on the Margate coach).

Finally, I arrived at the Surfhouse in Umzumbe. A warm dinner was waiting for me and all the people here are really nice and relaxed. The surfhouse is very cute and decorated like you imagine a true beach cottage for surfers. Plus, they have awesome strong and hot showers! There is a beautiful green lawn in front of the house and right behind it is the beach with the waves. I can hear the waves from my room, it’s wonderful.

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Now it’s the evening of my second day. I’ve been surfing twice but that unfortunately hasn’t worked out too well yet. The ocean here is so powerful that it’s quite scary and actually not an ideal place for somebody who still has to learn a lot. Hopefully, it will get better during the next days. But it was awesome that already during the first hour, I saw a big group of dolphins and several whales (it’s whale season here). Today again, I saw whales splashing and jumping at the horizon. As long as the sharks stay behind the net line, I’m fine with that.

After the straining “survive” paddle lesson in the morning, I enjoyed a wonderful afternoon in the hammock and just watching the ocean and enjoying the beautiful colors. I would never get to see something like that if I haven’t left home. Plus, I already got to enjoy some Savanna Ciders in good company, as everybody here is very open and welcoming. That’s why you should travel, even if you are the only person in your environment who still has vacation days left, or nobody else has the money to accompany you. There is so much to see, learn and enjoy. Plus, I don’t have to complain this time, as Michèle will meet me in Victoria Falls in 10 days. Looking forward to seeing you!

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Things that are logical but I wasn’t aware off before I reached South Africa:

  • They drive on the left side of the road like in Australia and England
  • The sun sets early in winter (already at around 5pm)
  • Even though I’m not in a game park, there are wild animals like monkeys and big lizards sitting on the trees
  • “just now” actually means “in a bit”
  • (there was more but I have forgotten for now)

The next adventure lies just around the corner

On 12. July I will fly to Durban, South Africa and go surfing and diving for 7-10 days. Afterwards, I’ll fly to Victoria Falls and start an 8 day safari towards Johannesburg. I’m very excited about finally being able to see some of the African wilderness. In the end, we will spend a few days in Johannesburg and 3 days in Krueger National Park.

Preparations are done and the only thing I still have to do is pack my bag. Plus, the question about whether to take a malaria prophylaxis or just an emergancy medicine is still not entirely answered. What do you think? Have you been to this area and what experiences have you made?

Check back here to find some pictures of the animals I will spot 🙂

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