Las fotos de los post de esta ruta que son las Tomaro seleccionaron y los viajeros
Hace más de un año habíamos recorrido Sudáfrica. Mozambique y Malaui diseñar para una ruta que ofrecer a los Demas. Un sueño, un proyecto que no iba a sabíamos si alguna parte. 15 meses despues, the 17 July, There we were Victor and I at the Johannesburg airport going up to our cars to seven people, Lectores de esta en su revista Mayor, que habían decidido CREER en nuestra propuesta. The responsibility was not for us to take them, era más ProFundia, disfrutaran que era de que nosotros aquello habíamos ideado. Comenzaban entonces tres semanas de viaje que, then we did not know, would become unforgettable for everyone.
Comenzaban entonces tres semanas de viaje que, then we did not know, would become unforgettable for everyone
The first thing you should do is to calibrate the group. Our approach was not to run a hard travel, but rather accompany him without disturbing his wishes. We carry cars, offer what we know and other options to fit what they feel comfortable. That is a difficult challenge, integrate an unknown plural. Before you leave, attacks Renamo guerrillas of Mozambique's army questioned the own route. Maybe we should deviate from Zimbabwe to avoid the conflict zone. We decided at the last minute to decide and the response of our travelers was killer: "What you judge you will be fine", They answered. There were no more questions.
Since the first night, Graskop in our cabins, understood that the thing pointed to group together as we had just all, yet unknown, with a few bottles of wine. I did it because there was no grandstanding among them and yes a huge desire of all to have fun. Give some blush write someone you know who will read your trip, but I will briefly present the protagonists.
The thing pointed to group together as we had just all, yet unknown, with a few bottles of wine
Travelling with Monica, retreating a stewardess who eats snacks and maps life. Traveling, cultured, fun, talkative and umbrella of wills. I'll say it today and I told her, I think it brought a lot to this trip for us, Victor and I, easier. Txarly and Amaia also came, a couple of Navarre who like to travel without putting a single complaint. Two lovely types with which travel to anywhere in the world. They fully understand the route. The property without asking anything in return. Cool. Then there were two Galician, Lino and Martin, that became the characters of trip. Intelligent, McCabe, funny and used to a good life is not always easy to fit in this continent. They did, without complex, and generating a lot of easy laughs. Finally, were Rosa e Irene. The less traveled a long group traveled. It was great to see his true innocence, their desire to live everything. One cried with emotion and another was unable not shouting when he saw wild animals in front of her. Brave and splendid when thanking emotions. Emotive. In short, were good people and were looking forward (a truism that sometimes occurs between types that are made thousands of miles to travel in Africa waiting for maximum inconvenience who takes the subway in Trafalgar Square).
This joint dust could become an air blow everyone there because it had 30 years dead
This was the group that we were lucky to go and we got up to a cold morning at the gates of the Blyde River Canyon after drink up a few drinks the night before at the old bar Graskop boer losers. I love the posters, so eighties, of women in bikini on a motorcycle that decorate this garito that could become a dust of an air blow because it turns out that everyone carried 30 years dead.
The Blyde River had the bad luck to see a cloudy day in which drizzling all the time. Light is everything in many places and those beautiful falls are blurred somewhat between gray water that left the earth and the sky. In any case, Coast, a fellow Mozambican painter we carry with us to make it guide future routes, kept telling me "nice", as he pulled out another photo that inspiration for future paintings. At least, thank his canvases.
There were the first elephants next to the car and I noticed in the mirror that Rosa began to mourn with emotion
That afternoon we went to Kruger. Rain when walked in the door and that's a bad sign to see animals. There is water throughout the park, longer have to move to look, And the terrain also becomes heavy. But, was there when it happened one of the most beautiful moments of the trip. There were the first elephants next to the car and I noticed in the mirror that Rosa began to mourn with emotion. Only by that time it was worth coming. Sometimes people on safaris take you just say "wake me up if you see lions or leopards" and you what you want is to leave the park and take them to a movie theater to see the Lion King.
Even then, showed rapid innate qualities, Lino Martin and got off a night safari that had signed up with our girls better to savor a bad bottle of wine (begin to deserve the name of paneleiros and I like his ability to do what they please). They go out to see the night and we have a good dinner at the Skukuza camp that ends with regional songs. The next morning, riverside breakfast makes you think if you walked by a herd of elephants would sit at the table and ask politely we passed them sugar. That tranquility of the African parks always catches you by many times the living.
If you walked by a herd of elephants would sit at the table and ask politely we passed them sugar
The Kruger gave us a sunrise lidless, Three cheetahs crossing in front of our car, a baby lion, a leopard making nap on trees, rhinos clueless and all the rest of the animal wildlife park teaches better than almost anyone in Africa (Zebras, Elephants, Giraffes, Buffaloes, wildebeest, crocodiles, Hippos, vultures ...).
No more then, After three nights, the beautiful and sparkling South Africa and Mozambique played entering, great protagonist of this route. Behind it was more tamed nature South Africa and across the country had done where everything is possible. We crossed the border two cars and ten people who had no doubt, had become a group that would route some tests to demonstrate their unity. You were one and that was to say goodbye weeks later in Nampula, without the singular hinder anyone. "We got the hardest", I thought as we headed to Maputo.
