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Travel Blogs from Lubango
After a good night we once more set off on the dirt road. The road quite quickly became
very good and we were able to travel at around 60 km per hour. After
about an hour this all changed and the road became dreadful, to the
extent that we could only do 5 to 10 km per hour. That said after 100
kms the road came to an end and we were once again on a tar road. We
once again managed to find a nice spot in some woodland where we
stopped for the ...
... tarmac. We by-passed Luanda. We saw plenty of Chinese working on the roads and bridges - the 21st century version of the 'Scramble for Africa' involves not European countries, but Chinese companies. We saw another rusted out tank. We bushcamped on a farm, on cliffs overlooking the Atlantic Ocean.
18th March We had a huge storm overnight, which turned the clay of the camp into slippy mud. Exiting, the truck bogged ...
... be found so just enjoy the bike on the open road and stop whinging... See wasn't so hard! Tommy continues to ride with us and so we aimed for Cahama (hotel sign on the map!) I'm secretly hoping for some wild camping (for the adventure!) We arrived and lo and behold no camping so we divide up and collect some supplies (some ...
... whole crowd of people boarding buses to Benguela and Lubango. I got a fright when I was told that there were no buses until tomorrow. Aiuka had gone and I was stranded. At the last minute, the sold me a ticket for a 7
o’clock bus they told me to board the bus which left less than a minute after I boarded.
So, the slingshot was released. I slept a little but not for long. The coach was packed and noisy. At dawn we passed ...
... in the mud. A big lorry sorted that out.
And that was about it really. The scenery was marvellous at times; very mountainous is central Angola and beautiful coastline too.
We arrived at Lubango at around 10pm, 15 hours after leaving Luanda. These tortuously long journeys, often on appalling roads and in cramped vehicles, are difficult to tolerate one after the ...