Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
Matusadona is a treat to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows (...) This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
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Each corner of the park offers a better snapshot. The lake opens into a thousand small rivers that enter by land. From the boat there is animal life, the colors of nature, rocks that impede, Bird sounds strange ... Matusadona is a luxury to the senses. A unique park, very beautiful, Africa teaches from the waters. It is so removed from everything that seems to be hidden from the world, as if there's life to develop on his back, the shadows.
We Matusadona after spending half day sailing on Lake Kariba. Bernardo had warned me that the hotel when we were rocked and an encyclopedia of the site owner. "Pégate a pc, sure to draw many stories ". This was. El hotel Musanga Safari Camp, which is owned by Steve, one white Zimbabwean who has more than 30 years working as a guide in the park, is one of those little luxuries that always hides Africa(the most miserable place on the planet). It was nine bungalows (tent style) you settle on an island in the Kariba. The entire perimeter of the island is fenced and electrified. He falls asleep surrounded by water and wildlife authentic; enough, at least, to paste a bite to any prey with or without camera which comes close.
Just eat, in panel discussions and sharing lunch with Steve's family and some of their workers, we got on one of the boats and begin to see the park. This hotel has a uniqueness that makes fascinating: has granted a license to 10 kilometers around the building in which no one can enter. Ie, them are private safaris. That evening we saw herds of elephants, buffaloes and hippos vanish before another of the sunsets that crinkle Africa. Both left two paintings on water color (see photos).
But, Maybe come the next morning. At night Steve offers a whole host of activities. The whole group decides to visit a fishing village near the hotel. “I whenever I can I like to see the local life ", I said one of the companions. The answer was surprising. They did not speak (most) they rarely ask for anything not for the three Zimbabweans who accompanied us on the bus (I was told the workers themselves) ; I did not see hardly anyone really try to relate with local people we met (people were found randomly, Waiters, hunters, guides pinches of the kitchen) perceived nor any greater interest in most likely to understand the history of the country or society without a snapshot in between. The funny thing is that most people with a lot of culture was, good conversation, sense of humor and a lot of stamps in the passport. What's funny is how you can travel the world in a thousand ways. Different, without that some are better than others. My feeling, maybe wrong, is seeking to have photos that explain feelings.Having them with a group of blacks who pose no problems offers many points for slideshows with friends. I understood that some with whom I shared part of the journey would not go on that trip without a camera. I guess at that visit would have a clear disproportion between camera shots and questions.
«I know many blacks who were also left without land. Clear, that does not sell. It sells more to talk about blacks against whites», Steve dice
But back to top, is true that this exodus in search of the village allowed us to Fernando, Bernardo ya mi live a fascinating safari boat. We stayed with Steve and rode part of the park alone, stopping to admire birds cost us identify (is a paradise for bird lovers), looking at the jaws of a crocodile and getting lost in a brutal landscape of shapes and shades. It was then that most spoke to Steve, me that after his goal 500 mm companion became confidences photo and policies. It was long the conversation and I served in part to an article I published in social policy on Zimbabwe World. I'll just say in summary a judgment tomb many topics: "Here amazed by the story that has been told in Europe on the issue of Zimbabwe. There is no conflict between blacks and whites. Here we have experienced a terrible conflict between Mugabe's people and the rest. Not only has stolen the white farms, I know many blacks who remained landless also. Clear, that does not sell. Sell more talk about black versus white ", said Steve.
That afternoon Fernando and I, with two companions route, decided to go out to make dugout by the choppy channel of Kariba. We saw a hippo, some crocodile, many birds and other postcard sunset reflected over the water. Violets and roses between the waves and the sky.
Matusadona Both nights were another haven of peace in a country that does not get used even, luckily, you look at other. Never mind that we play to Fernando and I sleep in the room of one of the workers and not the neat bungalows for lack of space. This place has something of paradise vetoed, end of nowhere where I never found, of piece of land that belongs to the maps.
This trip is part of the route of the agency Katanga Zimbabwe: Walking great Zimbabwe
If nota su aficion in ornithology sr. Xavier. I congratulate you on the pictures and the patience to get them. On a continent where large mammals concentrate all the attention of tourists is not easy to find travelers interested by birds. Thanks for reminding us that Africa also treasures a vast rich bird
Birds hooked like a drug. It was last year, en el kalahari, two love birds, when I started to notice them. Above is one of the most beautiful and difficult photos you can take.
Thanks Silvia
I'll stick with the elephants, watch them go in droves to be something great. Thanks, Xavier, beautiful reflection for the soul and the senses, hopefully they will lose many maps.
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silvia
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If nota su aficion in ornithology sr. Xavier. I congratulate you on the pictures and the patience to get them. On a continent where large mammals concentrate all the attention of tourists is not easy to find travelers interested by birds. Thanks for reminding us that Africa also treasures a vast rich bird
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Javier
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Birds hooked like a drug. It was last year, en el kalahari, two love birds, when I started to notice them. Above is one of the most beautiful and difficult photos you can take.
Thanks Silvia
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MereGlass
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I'll stick with the elephants, watch them go in droves to be something great. Thanks, Xavier, beautiful reflection for the soul and the senses, hopefully they will lose many maps.
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Javier Brandoli
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Well I love Zimbabwe because it is full of elephants. Besos More Glass
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