Debemos tener mucha suerte, siempre en las expediciones de VaP nos despedimos con abrazos sinceros. Then, cuando ellos se van nosotros nos quedamos aturdidos y en la vuelta uno mira para atrás pensando que ese coche no es ya el mío. De alguna forma cuesta seguir viajando sin ellos, sin nosotros.
Posts Tagged ‘Zimbabue’
Lo que proponemos en Semana Santa, por valor de 1160 EUR (billetes de avión no incluidos) es una ruta que sale de Cataratas Victoria y cruza los parques más bellos y emblemáticos de Botsuana. Close, tocando, de la naturaleza más espectacular del sur de África. Grupo máximo de 10 People.
The feeling is that the country is undone, everything is decaying. No freedom dreamed of and fought, that a leader of your own skin color does not make you free, tions from comida, no security. It could be anything this beautiful country and the blame is not the liberators of the ancient tyrants. Zimbabwe has enough resources and infrastructure legacy-still languish- to dream of something more than a patriotic salute to the black cause. The cause is to have future black shelves.
We walked along a narrow dirt road that is gaining ground in the middle of a forest where almost no light slips. Among lianas, branches that must be overcome under, fallen logs and following the progress of a boy who leads a path that seems eternal. Occasionally we heard the sound of water near and suddenly disappears. No one sees only the horizon.
Suddenly comes a hyena that crosses in front of me, less than five meters, along the shore. At another time I guess I would have been paralyzed but not in the Mana Pools Park where one accepts the surprising part of the routine.
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.
Then, Captain looks at me and said how about you? I looked and even calculating what they mean 15 I answer years: "I do not know what I'll do the next 15 minutes ". We laugh and we enjoy beating of waters began to rise in the wind. "Sometimes they become ten feet, tell me.