Zimbabwe by Daniele Somenzi
Stato: ZIMBABWE (ZW)
Zimbabwe
Start from Johannesburg with my bike that I bought in South Africa, to be independent and go wherever I want whenever I want. So I decide to drive to Zimbabwe, Guido all day and arrive at the Beitbridge border in the late afternoon, and after calmly past the South African customs, here I am to that of Zimbabwe to enter. and I still keep well for 2 hours formalita idiot and meaningless, cards to fill in and then rebuild because it had not been ticked a crocietta, and redo the line half an hour long. Mah!
Son result is that divided the territory in Zimbabwe which ended the light, I can not for sure you reach 200 km in the most up to Bulawayo, for more in the middle of the vegetation starts to rain and dark. then try the first country or something like that to stop for the night. even if the tent had not felt me to sleep alone with baboons and leopards walking.
To which I will stop after mezzoretta in a miner's village where I was the only white, Close to rail, there is a kind of station, they destroyed me, I ask if I can sleep on the bench in the waiting room, the type tells me not and invites me to go in the middle police because housing here is not talking.
The policeman was busy to stop un'ubriacone, which has locked in a cell, then came to me and graciously listened to my problem, in that no hotel or guest house from the only place that I could sleep offer was a cell, I accept immediately, I am so tired that I sleep well perterra. If you want me you can terminate within the said jokingly.
He is has a little cell with me and we talk and 4 brings me a coffee. Too kind, the day after I ask what is the trouble but does not want anything, who do I listen with headphones for some music from my wolkman, is amazed, had never heard the music so well.
Taking a photo and beautiful allotment rested for Bulawayo.
Since this is the second time that I come to Zimbabwe and the last time I met an Italian restaurant in lucca, so I go to find a greeting, he is very happy and I indicates a person who would be interested in my bike, since inport that is almost impossible, the people who have the money to purchase by tourists or other traverse way.
He has a Autocarrozzeria and would like my suzuki 185 cc to give to his daughter, the price is ok but I ask him to be able to use even a week to visit other places in Zimbabwe and he accepts. So going to the lake near Masvingo Kyle and visited the Great Zimbabwe ruins, from where comes the name of this state already Rodhesia.
Here with a black hand on the other side of the lake with a canoe and jump on a horse for a safari, the rhinoceros is very close if you are on horseback.
When I go back to Bulawayo, which is the second largest city after the capital Harare where there are all the embassies.
Commend the motion and take Zimbabwe dollars, then by train to the locomotive with steam up to Victoria Falls that I see for the second time, but here it's always nice to return, I remain a few days and always by train to Bulawayo and Harare in hereinafter Here, regrettably, did not travel at night and all the bunks crammed on wooden benches for 8 hours, you can not even sleep, a Viggo hallucinating, are the only white wagon overflowing.
Arrived the next morning in Harare, I put in a corner of the station on a cement bench, I sleep for a couple of hours.
By bus after spending a night in the capital go up to Kariba where is the dam built by the Italians, the journey is to remember. all full here and here too the only white on board, the driver goes like crazy and the curves in the mountains is likely to go down the gully a couple of times, this is done, I say, so the reach and the intimate to slow down, never would have expected that the qual'cuno say something, but since I am a white, has taken some fear, in view of the scene, but especially then he slowed down, all I was terrified passengers applauded.
Lake Kariba was built after the construction of the dam, and many African animals were being rescued when they were trapped on small islands.
To avoid the crazy bus drivers prefer to make the hitch, since I am white, not just pass a white take me on, and arrive in Harare in a flash.
Then continue south and go back to the border with South Africa
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