Travelin Africa styleee
Trip Start Aug 15, 2006
17Trip End Jan 15, 2007
Map your own trip!
Show trip route
We went into town to get some money changed but we had probably missed the bus to the border by now. By some stroke of luck a Botswanian lady started talking to us in the money changers, she said she was going to the border and we could share a taxi with them. We had to wait around an hour or so but for the same price as the bus we got to the border and had a couple of locals to help us accross.
Once they guided us round the officials we paid te ferry man and mannaged to get accross the border on the boat and we were officially on Botswanna soil! Things had gone surrprisingly well but we were running way behind schedule cos everything hapens when it happens which leaves you waiting hours for everything.We waited by the border for another hour or so for a couple of reasons.
1. We were so late the girls thought we needed to make a diversion and stay the night in a local town cos we were too late for the bus to Maun.
2. The girls were carryin a large bag of something that they didnt wanna walk through border control with so they had to wait to meet someone.
Once our mistery package was offlloaded they put us in a combi (tiny minibus with at least double the amount of people to the number of seats) and we were headed to some random town to sleep ready to catch the early bus the next day.
In the combi Largeae got talking to some random girl who decided she was gonna show us round her town and find us somewhere to stay. I couldnt work out if she was dodgy or just the nicest person in the world bt previous experience led me down the dodgy option. She took us up and down this town and at first she was more hinderence than help but her and Largea
seemed to be getting on very well. Sheila seemed to be taking us to places we couldnt afford then she offered us to stay at her cousins hut. This all started to make sense and i guessed this was when we were gonna get robbed so i was dead against the idea. Largea was ofcourse well for it and i had to begin to question whether he was gay or if he was up for Sheila (which would have been a bizare couple that might just have worked!)
I didnt wanna stand in the way of this thang going on so i said i was gona stay in a tent in one of these places and he could either stay wit Sheila or in the tent. In the end he stayed in the tent and we said goodbye to shiela that evening and thanked her for her help by giving her some dinner with us.
To this day im not sure about that girl. At first i thought she was real dodgy, and i still think she may ave been but when we decided not to stay in her cousins place we got properley chatting and maybe she was just a really nice person just trying to help out. Either way i didnt wanna find out so it was an early night for an early start tomorrow. We had a long treck to the bus stop then a huge couple of bus journeys down Botswanna to try and get to Maun and see this Okavango Delta. It had been an interesting day of unintentional smuggling, dodgy characters and further questions raised about if Largea was indeed gay or just mental - in te grand scheme of things none of which matters to me but simple things please simple minds... over and out.