A New Day

The last of my days in Africa slipped through my fingers. We returned to Cape Town and I managed to sneak in a few more visits here and th...

“The spring flowers are a sight to behold,” promised my uncle. He didn’t have to sell me on one last excursion though. The suggestion alon...

I signed back into Bob’s and was greeted by Terry’s familiar face. “You have returned,” he exclaimed. Yup, I made it. I was back in downto...

The dark stole over us all of a sudden like, as seemed to be the way in Africa. Springbok lay behind us, but Cape Town was still a long way...

“ Think small, inconspicuous and less than attractive thoughts ”, I repeated to myself, as I leaned in close to the truck door. After my l...

As I left the hostel behind, I swung my pack onto my back for the last time on the road. Keetmanshoop was a small town and acted only as a...

My journal entries got longer and more verbose as the days went by. It was to be expected I suppose, as I spent most of my days alone. It ...

I couldn’t resist. I slipped my shoes off so that I could wiggle my toes in the sand. It was delicious and extremely therapeutic for my ac...

I was never so happy as to touch solid ground in Swakopmund. I had no urge to look back at the truck that had carried me across the desert...

The happiness I felt at rolling along again was sadly short lived. While I received the luxury of sitting in the front seat, I quickly fou...

Mini Rock Hoppers I realize that it is Monday. I should have jetted off to Africa to continue my saga. I have left you hanging, as I cl...

***APOLOGIES: *** As I began writing the next section of my tale, I realized that I made a mistake in my timeline (for those of you who h...

After driving through Rundu and Grootfontein, we ended up in Tsumeb, where I spent another night on the ground under chilly cloudless skie...

Dear Victoria Falls; home of temptation, excitement and over-indulgence to the extreme. I loved you with all that you represented, but had...

With money in hand, it was time to celebrate. First stop, grocery shopping.  I needed some staples in my depleted backpacking larder. With ...

I stretched my stiff and aching body. I had slept in some pretty rough places during my travels, but last night’s nest on the ground was ce...

The days flew by, as dust wafted behind the land cruiser on our way South. A smile curved my lips when we reached the brilliant coast of La...

I watched the world fly by through the window of Eddie’s land cruiser now. I was headed south, re-tracing my steps back to South Africa, an...

Excitement got the best of us in the morning. There were no long snuggles for Neale and I, as we were in search of plane tickets today. Cair...

Neale and I were constant companions over the days that followed. After spending a second night in his larger room, I decided to pass on kee...