Starting from Mombasa, I traveled Kenya’s south coast down to Tanzania, and met up with Oyv in Dar es Salaam. We continued down the eastern coast of Africa together (with an unexpected detour into Malawi), until Oyv went home from Mozambique. But I traveled on to South Africa, and then to Rwanda and Uganda. You can find all the stories from the trip, here.
I was ready to leave Tofo. I’d had my fill of lazy days at the beach, and started to get restless. And so that’s why I went from travelling by overcrowded chapa in Mozambique to safariing in a Kia Picanto in South Africa.
Oyv went home from Maputo, but I carried on up the coast to Tofo and life on the beach. Tofo-living is like a break from…well, from everything. Definitely from travel; even from Africa. Because sometimes, travelling is all about extremes.
We faced a couple of hiccups on our way into Mozambique overland: heavy rainstorms that washed out roads, plus armed conflict just over the border. But we made it, finally, and after some rough travel, life slowed down to a relaxing pace.
Oyv and I met up in Dar es Salaam, ready for some sun and snorkelling on Mafia Island. Really, we were on our way to Mozambique, but unforeseen issues at the border caused us to double-back and detour – right around one of Africa’s Great Lakes and into Malawi.
Travelling down the coast of East Africa, forts, medieval mosques and palaces, and faded colonial ruins start to feel familiar, very fast. From Somalia to Mozambique: Arab traders, Indian merchants, Portuguese conquerors, and other European powers (plus more than a few missionaries and explorers) – this place has seen them all.
I was ready to leave Tofo. I’d had my fill of lazy days at the beach, and started to get restless. And so that’s why I went from travelling by overcrowded chapa in Mozambique to safariing in a Kia Picanto in South Africa.
Oyv went home from Maputo, but I carried on up the coast to Tofo and life on the beach. Tofo-living is like a break from…well, from everything. Definitely from travel; even from Africa. Because sometimes, travelling is all about extremes.
We faced a couple of hiccups on our way into Mozambique overland: heavy rainstorms that washed out roads, plus armed conflict just over the border. But we made it, finally, and after some rough travel, life slowed down to a relaxing pace.
Oyv and I met up in Dar es Salaam, ready for some sun and snorkelling on Mafia Island. Really, we were on our way to Mozambique, but unforeseen issues at the border caused us to double-back and detour – right around one of Africa’s Great Lakes and into Malawi.
Travelling down the coast of East Africa, forts, medieval mosques and palaces, and faded colonial ruins start to feel familiar, very fast. From Somalia to Mozambique: Arab traders, Indian merchants, Portuguese conquerors, and other European powers (plus more than a few missionaries and explorers) – this place has seen them all.