184. A Trip Down Memory Lane

7. July After Gabarone, we set out to retrace the steps of my mother some 40 years ago. Our trip to Serowe started early the next morning, speeding through the wide open plains of Southern Botswana. The scenery doesn’t change much as we drive – we see the dry shrubs, trees and the occasional shanty…

181. A Close Call at Immigration

Here I am, sitting in a hotel looking over the Okavango Delta hoping to gather enough internet to post some of what I have written over the past few days. If I don’t manage to upload the pictures then you can expect them at a later time, because I have plenty! The date indicates the…

179. Let the Adventure Commence

Its been a slow and relaxing few weeks in Mozambique, with a few manta ray spottings and only one arrest. Yes, yes, you read right. I, the biggest goody two shoes to ever roam the face of this planet, spent the hour of 8 am being interrogated by a very hungry police officer who claimed…

159. Finding Your Feet

I had never guessed that solo travelling would be this easy! I seem to never find myself on my own, which was something I had prepared myself for, but during this last week I have hardly had a moment to myself. Also, in moments of doubt help is always quick to find, and you dont…

146. Bring Your Fire!

Although the planning of our trip has overall been something of a disaster, we sure knew how to end things right – MTN Bushfire 2017! The festival brought many exciting experiences. I got to see one of my all time favourite artists live (Jeremy freaking Loops!), we planted trees in a game park, we listened to awesome music,…

148. Death on the Road

All the troubles I had been obsessing about regarding my bus out of Swaziland were, in the end, totally misplaced. I got on the bus with no problems and the ride was super nice with complementary snacks and all you could ever wish for. Two hours in we had crossed the boarder and I’d even…

A Nostalgic Goodbye

It has been five months full of experiences, good and bad. We have learnt and grown from being thrown into a world of unknowns. From getting nearly irreversibly lost in South Korea, to finding ourselves in a strange car with two strange men – I think we are ready to take on the world now!…

138. Getting Back on the Horse

Believe it or not but this past week has been surprisingly busy. Our presence has been graced by one of the most influential LGBTQ persons of our time, our day-time hours have dwindled away bringing order to the chaos that previously reigned in the Irish Embassy library and our evenings have been spent being normal social beings…

130. Chasing Down the Cheetah

Another week came and went in Maputo. A week spent with long, slow mornings of Netflix, toast and coffee. Many of the evenings were occupied with the two week European film festival. Heres a list of the movies we managed to watch last week rated out of five stars: Monday The United Kingdom: Amy ⭐ ⭐…

122. Horses in the Wild West 2.0 – and Buzzcuts

Everything is the same old here in Maputo, except now I have an exuse to take it easy, so here I am chilling on the couch while Niamh is messing around in the kitchen preparing our payback-lunch for our guests arriving in a couple of hours. We are passing the hours in the appartment not-so-patiently…

118. Wet horses in the Wild West – and Trains

On Monday we set out to the much reputed El Paso on the other side of the bay. It was a long and bumpy ride getting there, driving through puddles and potholes. When you pull up to the main buildings you immediately feel like you have been transported to a movie set of a classical…

114. Terra de Boa Gente

Louise’s thoughts: What a perfect and peaceful little city, Inhambane! It didn’t take more than a single day for me to fall completely in love with this charming place. Soon I even started planning my retirement here, buying one of the half-ruinous houses with a small garden where I can rest my tired old limbs….