An African Adventure

Trip Start Jan 20, 2004
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009


I don’t expect anyone will be surprised to hear that I have hit the road again, and that I continue to have Gerry and Mike urging me on - one riding on each shoulder. Africa wasn’t one of the five possibilities I had originally considered for this fall/winter, but Lesotho called out to me in a manner that I wasn’t able to resist. The seeming abundance of interesting volunteer possibilities made it even more alluring.

When my overnight flight to Johannesburg arrived too late to catch the noon flight to Lesotho, I decided to catch a bus. After all, it’s always good to be gradually introduced to ones new surroundings. At least that’s what I thought before I realized what I had let myself in for. When I was told three hours after getting on the bus (but still sitting in the station) that the bus I was on was not going anywhere, I began to suspect that the day might actually be longer than originally anticipated. A second bus did finally materialize, but the nineteen passengers on the “fifteen passenger” mini-bus meant that I had no option but to sit with my backpack on my lap, and my feet twisted into a tiny, cramped position. And all the while, the pronounced scent of urine permeated the air.

The bus driver put the petal to the metal as we literally “took flight”, and I was dropped at the Lesotho border at 7:30 pm.  I simply followed the other two passengers who alighted at this post, and we walked in darkness to the customs booth in the distance. All was fine until a Basotho woman advised me to register with the local police before getting into another mini-bus to Pitseng. Although thinking it unnecessary, I spent the next half hour in the police station where I was told that taking a mini-bus at this time of night could result in robbery or worse, or it might be just fine.
   
Of course it was no problem, although I was quite relieved to reach my guesthouse after thirty-six hours without a bed. Despite complete exhaustion, I found myself too excited to sleep. The faint glimpses of the mountainous countryside that I was able to see in the dark, left me anxious to embark on a new, exciting, six-month African adventure.

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Marian on

So great to hear from you Sharon.
I look forward to following you along on this journey.
Take good care of yourself

Charlotte Anokwa on

It is good to hear from you from Lesotho. Take good care of yourself.

davidsmi
davidsmi on

Have a great adventure - we'll enjoy following from the Dunrobin!

everywhere
everywhere on

Great to know you have arrived safely. Can't wait to travel along with you again.
Love, Deb

Heather on

Hi Sharon! So you are in the mountain kingdom - how wonderful. I sit here in Almonte with Whiskey the orange tabby on my keyboard, but we find a balance, and send you fond "hellos". At some point, for an organization we both worked for, I toured a fellow from Lesotho around Ontario. Many were amazed that this mountain kingdom had snow. May your experience of snow be delightful and much different from that which we await with, ummm, anticipation. Keep your words coming... methinks there be a book here.

Liz Jennaway Eaman on

Hi Sharon,

Lovely to hear from you again and know that you are once more on the African continent. I am sure that Gerry and Mike are there too! Looking forward to hearing more of your adventures!
Liz

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