Our initial plans for Johannesburg were very limited- we had heard all of the warnings about Joburg and the downtown area in particular remains something of a war zone. Johannesburg is the second largest city in Africa with over 3 million people calling it home and crime remains one of its biggest challenges.We picked a hotel in the relatively safe Sandton area which even offered an airport pickup service. Unbeknownst to us this pickup service came with the servi...

Our objective in Zambia was to visit the world famous Victoria Falls- while it is neither the highest nor the widest waterfall in the world, it is classified as the largest, based on its width of 1,708 metres and height of 108 metres, resulting in the world's largest sheet of falling water. Victoria Falls is roughly twice the height of North America's Niagara Falls. English explorer Dr. Livingston (he of the "Dr Livingston I Presume" fame), was the first ...

After valiantly fighting off a near fatal African upset stomach despite a distinct lack of sympathy from DH, I was ready to take on the rest of our journey through Botswana which was to have a very large elephant focus (pun intended). Our next stop for the night was at an elephant watering hole and our accommodation was one of a number of little cottages that surrounded said water. I love the fact that someone in Africa thought it would be a good idea to surround...

Back in 1980 there was a successful feel-good movie called The Gods Must Be Crazy. The story revolves around a San tribesman who is trying to get rid of a Coca-Cola bottle that is thrown out of an airplane and falls to Earth unbroken. The surprise star of the movie was N!xau ǂToma (the symbols in his name represent different clicking sounds in the Khoekhoe language), a Kalahari bushman who had only ever seen three white people before being cast and was unawa...

After the eco-isolation of the Namibia we had seen to date, it was nice to roll into the relatively pristine towns of Walvis Bay (South African flavour) and, an hour further up the coast, Swakopmund (German flavour). Since we'd now be on paved roads until we dropped the Wounded Zebra at her Namibian destination, we emptied the camper, hung everything on clotheslines, and beat the dust out of them. Just as we thought it was time to open a beer and start decomp...