Once again I find myself on a rooftop terrace. This time the dry heat and the silence of Ramadan surrounds me. The intricately tiled and sky-blue-painted town of Chechaouen, Morocco, Africa, before me, encircled by vast, gentle mountainside.
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I have recently been lucky enough to spend a few days with a group of journalists on a trip through Limpopo showing off some of the great birding sites and bird guides Limpopo Province has on offer.
Sun is setting, and we are belting out the pedals on the flat dirt roads of Springbokvlakte. A strange feeling after the continuous pushing of bikes through the Grootwinterhoekberge.
Does everyone hate the city this much when they return from a trip in the outback? I don’t know if we have an “outback” in South Africa. I’ve always wondered about that. Perhaps we just have “the bush” or “the country”. Whatever you want to call it, I just got back from it and I’ve got city fever to the power of a hundred.
Very sea sick. Now this is the ultimate experience that I am sure anyone will ever experience anywhere else in the world. Do not expect comforts or service, rather the sense of an uncut diamond. A real must.
It was 37 degrees on the Elandrivier road. Marc and I were constantly having to push our bikes due to the gradient of the hills.
Chembe Village, on the southern end of Lake Malawi, has a charm that is difficult to place. You’re almost mesmerized by the openness and warmth that the atmosphere exudes. The people are forthcoming and engage affably with visitors. There’s almost a dreamlike quality to the feel of the place that makes you feel kind of at peace. Lake Malawi. I like.
There’s nothing quite like baked fruit to ward off the chills. And with the ominous weather we’ve been experiencing of late, here’s a recipe to keep cold away.
Boat to crocs, hippos, dam wall, tiger fishing
THE SETTING: Granada, tired travelers, rooftop terrace – Albaycin, Massive Attack – Teardrop playing.