Friday, August 20, 2010

Zambian Safari

Zambian multiple entry visas in hand, Chris and I headed from Lilongwe, Malawi to South Luangwa National park in Zambia. Several people have recommended South Luangwa as one of the premier wildlife parks in Africa. It has amazing wildlife density and one of the highest leopard populations of any park in Africa. South Luangwa also offers cheaper accommodation options than the Serengeti, so Chris and I opted to splurge on a private safari chalet at one of the lodges.

The park was fantastic. We saw giraffes, zebras, bushbucks, buffalos, fish eagles, hippos, crocodiles, baboons, monkeys, a leopard and TONS (and I do mean TONS) of lions. One of the highlights was watching a group of lions play around with a canoe on the side of the Luangwa River. They were clearly perplexed by the canoe, and it was hilarious watching them all try to stand in the canoe.

We also did several night drives, which were really interesting. The big predators are less active during the daytime, so it’s cool to see how the animal behavior completely changes after dark. All of the small grazing animals stand at attention looking for predators, hippos come out of the water to eat, hyenas start howling to one another, lions go on the prowl, etc. We even saw two lions try, unsuccessfully, to take down a grazing hippo.

South Luangwa is the birthplace of the “walking safari”. It’s one of the few parks where you can go out with a guide and an armed guard to walk through the park. While we were in the park, we decided to do a walking safari, and it was a fantastic experience. Most of the animals are afraid of humans, so we didn’t have any close encounters with big game during the walking safari, but it was a great opportunity to take in the sights, smells and sounds of the park that you miss from inside the safari truck. I really enjoyed searching the ground for animal tracks. On safari, you don’t always see the small/nocturnal/reclusive animals, but the quantity and diversity of animal tracks are a testament to how the park is truly teeming with life.

Our South Luangwa safari was a really different experience than our Serengeti budget camping safari. I can’t say that I liked one over the other, but each had its unique benefits. One of the best aspects of South Luangwa was our accommodation. We were staying in a raised safari chalet that overlooked a grassy field and watering hole. In the morning and evening, baboons, bushbucks, guinea fowl, and occasionally elephants, would come graze in front of our chalet. At night, we could hear the hippos grunting and foraging for food just outside our door. It was like having Animal Planet right on our doorstep! I would have been a little scared, but we had a guard who would walk with us at night between the lodge restaurant and our chalet to make sure that we didn’t accidentally stumble upon a grazing hippo or an elephant with her calf (both of which would be BAD situations).

Our Zambian safari was a great success. The more time I spend in the African bush, the more I fall in love with its beautiful, rustic, untamed character.

-Julia



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Entrance to the park






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Trying very hard not to look scared




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Hippos and a big croc



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Safari truck gets stuck, everyone pushes, I document the moment. :-)







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Elephant in our front yard



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Baboon piggyback ride




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Elephant shrew tracks





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Sunbathing while watching the hippos and crocs

African cultural lessons in Malawi

From Nkhata Bay, Chris and I took the LOOOOOONG bus ride to Lilongwe, the capital of Malawi. The capital itself is pretty nondescript (another big, dusty, African city), but it was our launching point for South Luangwa National park in Eastern Zambia.

Bus rides themselves have turned out to be quite an adventure in Africa. While Chris and I definitely get tired of the zero-leg-room-chicken-in-your-face-baby-in-your-lap scenario, it can actually be an interesting way to interact with locals and get a little window into aspects of a country’s culture that you otherwise might miss.

The bus ride to Lilongwe was interesting lesson in African “lining up”. In Nkhata Bay, we waited patiently on the side of the road, with a handful of other people, for the bus to show up. When the bus finally arrived, 20-30 people seemingly appeared from nowhere and rushed at the bus door. Chris and I, who were definitely the first people waiting for the bus, were essentially the last people to board the bus, and we didn’t get seats (instead, we got to practice our hang-on-for-your-life-skills). En route to Lilongwe, we hit several police checkpoints and the whole bus had to disembark, wait, and then re-board. Needless to say, we got to experience African mob-style “lining up” several times. By the 3rd checkpoint, we were getting the hang of it, and weren’t the last ones to re-board the bus!

When we finally did get seats, Chris and I were separated. I sat next to a really nice Malawian guy who had lots of questions about the US. One of my favorites was “Do you have your father’s blessing to go traveling with him (pointing to Chris)?” To which I responded that yes, I think I probably do. Another good one was “Where do these Peace Corps volunteers come from? Are they just the people from the US who have nothing else to do, so you send them to Malawi?” To which I responded that the Peace Corps are volunteers (not exiles), and that it’s actually a very selective program. I should also note that my new seat-mate had an Obama backpack, and was really excited that the US elected an African American president.

Once we arrived in Lilongwe, our main mission was to get a multi-entry visa for Zambia. Since we were only going into Zambia for a couple of days, and are planning to make it back to the country to visit Vic Falls, we didn’t want to fork over a ton of money for just the single entry visa. We showed up at the Zambian embassy on Monday morning only to discover that it was closed for a Zambian national holiday. Fortunately, the guard took pity on us, and let us into the embassy to hunt down the 1 person who was there. We wandered through the Zambian embassy knocking on doors trying to find someone (I think if you were caught doing the same thing in an American embassy, you’d end up being tasered and/or tackled by multiple security guards). When we finally did find an employee, it was the ambassador himself. He took us to his office, gave us the forms for the visa and said that he’d make sure we got our visas in one day. I thought that this episode was particularly emblematic of a theme I’ve seen over and over again in Africa: Even if things are hectic and disorganized, it typically works out in the end, and there’s always some sort of solution (though it often requires hefty doses of patience and flexibility).

-Julia

Nkhata Bay: Getting stuck in paradise

Sometimes when you are travelling around, you find a place that draws you in and just won’t let you leave. For us, Nkhata Bay was the perfect combination of a beautiful setting, fun people, great weather, good food and an amazing atmosphere. After our Serengeti safari, two days of (pretty awful) bus rides, and a minor (almost) crisis at the Malawi-Tanzania border crossing, Chris and I were ready for a couple days of relaxation. What started out as a few of days of rest, unexpectedly turned into 10 days of chilling by Lake Malawi at our new found paradise.

In Nkhata Bay, we stayed at a place called Mayoka Village, which is a quaint little eco-friendly lodge nestled into the hills above the lake. We scored a super-cute cabana with an amazing view of the lake. Most of the African budget accommodation we’ve experienced to-date has been mediocre, so it was refreshing to find a homey, comfortable, backpacker-friendly landing pad.

Life in Nkhata Bay revolves around the lake, and while we were there, so did our activities. As our place was right on the water, we went snorkeling almost every day. We also went diving, which was really cool. I’ve never gone fresh-water diving before, so I was a little worried that I’d have trouble with my buoyancy, but I was pleasantly surprised that it didn’t really feel that much different than diving in the ocean. Typically, freshwater fish aren’t the most colorful or exciting, but Lake Malawi is filled with Cichlid fish, which are so bright that they almost look like tropical ocean fish.

Nkhata Bay was also the first place where we really got to interact with Malawian people. From my perspective, the people in Malawi have been one of the highlights of traveling in this country. Malawi is known as the “warm heart” of Africa, and I think it’s definitely living up to its reputation. Everyone in Nkhata Bay town was really friendly and curious to find out about where we’re from, and what life is like in America. The staff at Mayoka Village Lodge were also SUPER friendly and helpful (genuinely friendly, not that fake service-sector kind of “friendly”). This was really one of the best aspects of Nkhata Bay and one of the main reasons that Chris and I had a hard time leaving.

Our lodge was also a great place to connect with other backpackers. There are far fewer backpackers in Africa than in SE Asia or Central America, so it’s nice to speak English, get advice from people who are traveling in the same region, and swap stories about your most recent mini-bus-ride-from-hell with someone who can really relate. J

It was tough to pull ourselves away from the oasis, but after 10 days, our batteries were recharged, and it was time to hit the road again…

-Julia



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Mayoka Village Lodge



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Breakfast with a view!


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Ready for some snorkeling!



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Chris goes cliff jumping



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Goofing around with my sunglasses and camera



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The glasses were a HUGE hit with the local kids



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The lodge had so many great places to chill out and relax



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We did a little boating too



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Local music at night




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As you can imagine, it was hard to leave...

Wait, are we being robbed?

After Safari, we headed south to Malawi. We enjoyed Tanzania, but the touts were a force to be reckoned with, and I think that we were both ready to move on and check out a new destination. The day after we returned from safari, we packed up, and hoped on a bus for the 18-hour trip to Southern Tanzania. We spent one night in the sketchy little Tanzanian border town of Mbeya before crossing in Malawi.

I crossed countless land borders during my year of travel in Asia and Central America. The experience is usually pretty straightforward, so I was hoping that it would be the same in Africa. Of course (as I’ve now learned on this trip), most things African aren’t that simple or straightforward, and neither was this border crossing.

The minibus from Mbeya was supposed to drop us at the border, but instead, it dropped us at a market about 2 Km from the border, where we were immediately swarmed by touts trying to lead us in different directions or convince us to change money with them. After much confusion, we finally got some information about the location of the border post, so we put on our backpacks, and headed off (in the heat of the day, mind you, and still with a small pack of touts at our heels).

We cleared the exit/entry immigration without any major issues. The Malawian immigration officer told us that after we crossed the border, we could take a shared taxi for MK 500 (about $3.50) to the next major town. As we walked towards the taxis, one of the drivers approached us and told us that we could ride with him for the standard rate of MK 500. It sounded good to us, so Chris loaded the bags into the trunk, and I hopped in the backseat. As I was sitting there, someone else jumped into the passenger seat next to me (not Chris), and a group of 4-5 guys rushed at the back of the car. As this happened, the driver started driving away (Chris still wasn’t in the car) and the group of guys caught up with the taxi and pulled our bags out of the trunk. Chris started yelling at me to get out of the car (which was picking up speed). I saw our bags on the ground behind the car, and Chris waving at me and yelling at me to jump. I didn’t know if I was being kidnapped or if this was some sort of luggage theft scam, but I knew that I wasn’t in a good place, so I jumped out of the car (I hit the ground running, totally unscathed). As I ran back to Chris and the group of men who had chased our car, two of the men picked up my backpack and started fighting over it. Instinctively, I pounced on my bag, tumbled to the ground, wrapped myself around my worldly possessions, and started yelling at the top of my lungs (dammit, if you’re going to take my bag, you are going to have to pry me off of it first!).

I think that the guys were somewhat surprised by the fact that I ran at them and tackled my bag to the ground, so they backed off pretty quickly. While I sat on the ground wrapped around my stuff, Chris won the tug-of-war over his bag, and the group of local guys continued to argue amongst themselves, but moved away from us. After much convincing, Chris got me to disentangle myself from my belongings and stand up so that we could move away from the fray. We eventually walked over to a small roadside shop and pieced together what had actually happened.

As it turns out, the border post taxis queue up and wait in order for passengers to arrive (one of the few things in Africa that actually happens “in order”). The driver who approached us had, unbeknownst to us, jumped the queue and was trying to “poach” us and make a quick departure before any of the other drivers realized what had happened. The angry group of shouting men had been the other taxi drivers who ran after the car and pulled our bags out of the trunk so that we would take the taxi that was actually next in line for passengers. Naturally, all of this was lost in translation in the heat of the moment, and both Chris and I assumed the worst.

Ironically, this was probably t most uncharacteristic introduction to Malawians that we could have had. Since travelling past the border, we have been continually impressed by the warmth and kindness of Malawian people. I guess it goes to show that first impressions aren’t always what they seem.

-Julia



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Northern Malawi countryside



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Packed minibus on the way to the border

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Serengeti Safari

All of that safari planning in Arusha finally paid off. We departed from Arusha for our 4 day/3night camping safari adventure on Friday morning. We didn’t end up connecting with any other travelers in Arusha, so our safari team consisted of me, Chris, our guide David, and our cook Bahati.

We spent the first day driving to Serengeti National Park. Which is only ~300 km from Arusha, but the road is really rough (think dirt/gravel track most of the way), so the journey took about 8 hours. Our guide referred to the drive on the roughest stretch of dirt track as an “African free massage”. I don’t know if “massage” is the word that I would use, but it was definitely an experience.

Doing a low-cost safari meant staying in campgrounds rather than lodges, so at the end of our day of driving to the Serengeti, we arrived at the campsite and set up for the night. Camping in the Serengeti was an amazing experience. The savannah doesn’t go to sleep when the sun goes down, and we could hear hyenas howling just outside our campsite. This made the walk from the tent to the bathroom a little frightening at night, though our guide promised that the animal are more afraid of us than we are of them (which is much easier to tell yourself when you are NOT walking to the bathroom by yourself in the middle of the night in the Serengeti). We also ate our meals inside of a contained cage to ward off any curious animals who might be interested in snatching bite of our chicken curry and rice (which is good thing because there were some baboons who were definitely interested in scooping up the human food scraps).

Our two days in the Serengeti were fantastic. We saw giraffes, hippos, zebras, buffalos, ostriches, wildebeest (or “wild beasts”, as our guide would say), hippos, a cheetah, a lion stalking a herd of gazelle, and more species of beautiful African birds than I could ever dream of identifying. We missed the wildebeest migration by about a month (the rangers told us that the weather patterns were off this year and the migration happened much earlier than normal). That said, the park was still filled with animals, and the earlier onset of the dry season meant that the animals were typically congregated around the few remaining water holes. During our drive out of the park on the third day of our safari, we had a herd of grazing elephants surround our safari truck. The herd was pretty benign, but we did have one juvenile bull elephant mock-charge the car, which was simultaneously amazing and terrifying. Our guide, who has probably seen enormous wild animals do much crazier things, told me “Hakuna Matata Julia, no problem with African elephants”. Those sound like some famous last words to me!

For our last day of safari, we headed to Ngorongoro Crater. Unlike the Serengeti, Ngorongoro has a subterranean water spring, which keeps the crater supplied with water year-round. This means that, unlike the Serengeti, the animals don’t need to migrate to find water, so there are large herds of animals in the park all year. We had some amazing animal sightings in the crater. The highlights were: a giant tree filled with baboons (probably more than 100 in a single tree) swinging between the branches and howling at each other, two cheetahs lounging in the grass, a spotting a black rhino, and seeing a lioness and her two newborn cubs basking in the sun just a few feet from our safari truck. AMAZING!

What our safari may have lacked in creature comforts, it definitely made up for in substance. We had an amazing experience and saw so many animals.

-Julia





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Chris and the safari wheels


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Serengeti horizon


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Budget safari lunch of champions!


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En route to the campsite


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Chris at the watering hole


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Chris in the dining cage



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Lilac-breasted rollers


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Male lion hard at work


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We drove right into this herd of elephants


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...and I was a little worried


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But it turned out ok, and we got a great close-up view of the herd


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Ngorongoro crater


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Lioness and her cubs


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Maasai warriors returning from their rite-of-passage walkabout