The time where our stay in Zimbabwe will come to an end approaches quickly . We intend to leave on the first of April. Setting of on a journey through Africa back to Denmark
in our beloved Land cruiser. (okay my beloved Land cruiser) In order to test the car and the family we took a trip to Capetown for Christmas and New Year. 6000 km. Of driving.
Absolutely fantastic.
The trip became a nerve-racking trial. When we reached the border our
friends car flew around four times. When I reached back to the place
of the accident I met Sylvan at the remains of his car in complete
shock. His family had been run to the hospital, people about him
approached quickly, like scavengers that were trying to get the
leftovers. To witness this complete lack of humanity wasn't easy, but
it indicated how deep the crisis are in Zimbabwe, nobody can afford to care about others but oneself.
We managed to gather the most important thing from the wreck of their car, then we urged to the hospital. When we found it his family had taken a taxi back to the scene of the accident. Everything indicated that they where ok. The next couple of
hours went with crossing the border in order to come to a hospital in South Africa
where the chance of being hit by cholera is slightly lower. A nightmare, the queue looked likely to take 15-20 hours. With help from the police we managed to jump parts of the queue, but were stranded when everybody was totally wedged in. After 2 hours with dog
eyes and circular saws on the elbows we arrived. After further one hour at the border and three hours' driving we were in Polokwane. During the night everybody was checked, next morning we left for Pretoria.
After further two days on the road we reached Capetown, Fish Hoek a
true paradise. We had booked a small hut on a mountain slope, a couple
of hundred meters from the sea. Next morning we put out with riding on
the waves, or as Karl put it " lets go hit some wave's".
The following days went with taking a bath, driving around in the
incredibly beautiful area and shopping. Christmas was completed with
everything that belongs. We lacked the usual cooks so Malin and I
tested our roast and ice skills. We barely managed, but in the end it
turned out quite good. Another pleasure by being in a civilized
country, is that you can call your family without screaming and
getting cut of every 30 second. Another important activity was our
daily morning soccer match at the beach.
The trip home to Zim functioned as the first stage of our journey to Denmark
. It has dawned on us that we are left with three months to pack the car for the long journey home through Africa's east coast, the Middle East and Europe. It is overwhelming. We are lucid, ready to see and meet and not least ready to come home to family and friends.
