The last destination on the African leg of my trip sees me returning to Johannesburg, this time to stay for a few days. I've been to the city twice already, but never left the airport terminal. JoBurg has a truly appalling reputation in the UK (whether deserved or not) and more so than anywhere else on my travels I'm uneasy at the prospect at travelling alone. My unease is not helped by the taxi driver pointing to the downtown part of the city as we speed by on...

I was incredibly sorry to be leaving Cape Town, it was up there with Zanzibar as the best place I'd visited on my trip so far, however my next destination had me guessing as to what to expect. That destination was Madagascar. A confession. When arranging my itinerary my entire knowledge about Madagascar was based on the popular animated movie and during my travels I had managed to supplement that flimsy and questionable knowledge with the following facts: (1)...

After all the fun and excitement of Livingstone I was riding high and very much looking forward to visiting Cape Town, especially as it had been recommended by so many people back home. I caught a flight (via JoBurg) with OneTime airline which was pretty good despite some comments that it was called OneTime because passengers only fly with them on one occasion. I was fortunate to be flying with Sophie, whom I'd met at the hostel in Livingstone. My digs in Cape...

My chosen mode of transport between Lusaka and the extreme sports centre that is Livingstone is the bus. This time I've done my research and picked a reputable operator running a reliable, clean, comfortable coach service for the three hour journey. I'm sat next to a lady called Mutita who is on her way to Livingstone to meet her fiancé. We chat and the journey seems surprisingly short. My home for the next four nights is the 16 person dorm at the Jollyboys...

And so the journey which will eventually lead to Livingstone begins. First class on the Tazara Express is not to be mistaken with Virgin pendolino trains first class, but it is ok! The train is three hours late departing. No explanation is proffered, but it is very puzzling as the train only runs twice a week, commences from Dar and has its own special station. Still, spirits are high as I and five other travellers. After a respectable period of some 50 minu...