Sunday, 11 November 2012

Harare to Francistown

After some wonderful days spent at a friend's place in Harare, we take the road with the usual 1-day-delay (want to leave tomorrow, but eventually leave one day later!).
Harare is split up between white suburbs and a center where we don't see a white soul. It is a city that offers all the necessary commodities to live an easy life: supermarkets, fancy cloths stores, hardware for every taste, latest electronic gadgets, ...
When Robert Mugabe took over the country in 1980 he offered the white people the possibility to build a more just country with him. The Rhodesians would not cooperate and the result is the actual one: a country run down. The responsability lies on both sides and the ones suffering are - as always - the poors!


Wooden toys! what excellent artists!
Ruedi, going home after 4 weeks of cycling: the goodies taken for us are now eaten up, there is place for plenty of new souvenirs! He made it and didn't even have to pay for the oversized luggage!
Outside Harare there is a lake / recreational area where there are bird shows! Impressive! Know what Zizi means in Shona (Zimbabwean language)? It's the name for an owl!!!! (You'll have to google the other meaning yourself!) 



Josh with his African Fish Eagle (zu Deutsch Schreiadler ;( )

Life seems to be exhausting! And boring!
Camping in the wild
Littering is one of the favourite "african" sports! People don't seem to be aware of it! 

When we say we have cycled 14'000 km the usual reaction is: "No! You are lying!" Straight.
Here: having a nice chat with steel workers during our late afternoon break.
We sometimes sleep at people's places: here a kid nursery that welcomed us with open arms! Those are the encounters we travel for!!
Endless straight roads going south: it's wonderful to cycle with a tailwind!

Pic-nic spot beside the road. 

Is this phone functioning?
Entering Bulawayo: there once was an open air cinema!
Lovely Jacaranda street in Bulawayo. The town gives us a ghost town feeling.


Matobo National Park. Beautiful but not really worth all the money!




Campsite in Matobo NP


Erika, ever wondered where we post the postcards for you? Here, the postman told us he would take the postcard personally back to Harare to post it there....! Did it arrive?
Sometimes the scenery can be like in a fairy tale! Wonderful!
Astrid watching the sunrise.
We don't want to sit on THAT saddle!



We enter Botswana through the border crossing Ramokgwebana and fly with a tailwind to Francistown. 75 km in 3 hours! Cycling can be wonderful!
Welcome to Botswana,  to us, one of the most developed country on the African continent so far!
To us, it seems that every village has its own water supply and a huge reservoir. Electricity supply is constant with nearly no blackouts. 





Größere Kartenansicht
Our route







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