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.
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.
India never fails to surprise me – it’s good that way. This time, with the magical Himalayan former Kingdom of Ladakh. If you’re in India during the monsoon, head on up. There’s plenty to do, and little rain.
‘Orderly’ and ‘dull’: two adjectives that have probably never before been applied to India, and never will be again. But, we’d just come from Pakistan…
Lahore is lovely, but sometimes you have to look hard – at first glance you might see only the nearly constant chaos. Just keep looking, it’s worth it.
While domestic tourism in Pakistan has taken off, international visitor numbers are low. Pakistan is still off-the-beaten-track, but maybe not for long.
We travelled by road in Pakistan from Gilgit to Islamabad on the night bus in the mountains. Then we carried on to Peshawar – for a total change of scenery.
Travelling the Karakoram Highway in Pakistan. You can go by bus, but any trip here will involve at least a bit of hiking – hiking on foot and hitchhiking.
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.
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.
India never fails to surprise me – it’s good that way. This time, with the magical Himalayan former Kingdom of Ladakh. If you’re in India during the monsoon, head on up. There’s plenty to do, and little rain.
‘Orderly’ and ‘dull’: two adjectives that have probably never before been applied to India, and never will be again. But, we’d just come from Pakistan…
Lahore is lovely, but sometimes you have to look hard – at first glance you might see only the nearly constant chaos. Just keep looking, it’s worth it.
While domestic tourism in Pakistan has taken off, international visitor numbers are low. Pakistan is still off-the-beaten-track, but maybe not for long.
We travelled by road in Pakistan from Gilgit to Islamabad on the night bus in the mountains. Then we carried on to Peshawar – for a total change of scenery.
Travelling the Karakoram Highway in Pakistan. You can go by bus, but any trip here will involve at least a bit of hiking – hiking on foot and hitchhiking.