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Be true to who you are

Smile often and be grateful

…and finally make every moment count

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Monday, September 17, 2012

A Walk Down African Lane

11 countries-8 weeks-15,000KM=AMAZING AFRICAN EXPERIENCE.

TIA and I made some incredible friends along the way.  
Thanks for my African Crew for an amazing trip and amazing memories xx
It bought a tear to the eye revisiting all the places we had been together.


Sunday, September 25, 2011

AN ODE TO INTREPID QUOTES

I was reading some personal entries that I got Sean, Lisa and Dave to write in my Globetrotters book and it made me laugh on some of the quotes and sayings that we had accumulated over the 60 days.  Some of the sayings / words carried over from tours others just weren’t the same.  So I decided for a laugh to put them to paper and to the Interpid crew I hope you get a laugh and for those who don’t know the meaning or the history behind the words, use some imagination and maybe you will still get a kick anyway. 

OMG – Jools style
Ballbag / Ruby / Boofhead
Git it Dun
It is not a bus – it is a TRUCK
Pumba
Poa Kachessey Kaman Deezy

Jambo
Jambo Buena
Abarigani
Hakuna Matata
Kenya e’tu
Hakuna Matata
Uganda e’tu
Hakuna Matata
Rwanda e’tu
Hakuna Matata

Twende
Dead-ly
Hel-low
Bearded meat
Dirty bit
Ellie bit
‘tune’
The Onion
‘idea’
Asante Sana
It’s a bug – B-U-G
All the way…..
The smartest person I know
How long to go – 120km
Only if I have to
David Green with an E
Mto Wu Mbu
Fuck that
On Kloof ya
Botswana Dave
Killy Begs
‘ride’
Blu blu blu blu blu blu blu blu
Here comes the sun
‘MORPH’
TIA
Muther Fucker
Tentie
‘correct’
AG / AGA
HOA = High on Africa
Trumpet
Beer?
B
GG
Waka Waka
Duk de lemma
Sponsored walk
Let us proceed
Give it a poke if the telly was broke
Oh look a parrot, what type is it – It’s a parrot
Tonight we have veg-jet-ables
Arse Muffs
Vagazzle
Team Dic Dic ( we ruled, just ask Simon)
Get on it like a car bonnet
Money shot
Jimbob
Upgrades= Losers or Lovers
Outrageous Banter
Locker no.7 – come on down
Positive vibes
PFT – Its Dynamite, PTF where gonna fight
Real Life Experience
Meat sweats
‘FLAPPERS’
Give it 24 hours
What does Meyouki mean
What are the chances
All jokes aside
No bedtime till at least after 8.01pm
George’s bone dance
Skittles
Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo Barbara Steisand
Make hay while the sun shines
‘THANK-YOU GEORGE’
Cool your jets
Give it all up
No no no it’s dangerous
Photo bomb
Operation Born Free
Happy Birthday Japan
How many meat balls can we have
Jools
Hippo and Baboon calls
TIA Mother Fucker
Sawa sawa
Not a fan
This is how we roll
'Dawn'
It looks delicious, but no thanks....

Who would have thought there were so many!  If I have missed some let me know, I would be more than happy to add them on.  It gives me a laugh every time I read them… just some more memories to store away…..

Sunday, August 7, 2011

GOODBYE TO MY FELLOW GORILLA LOVERS

HIGHTLIGHT OF THE DAY: Eating copious amounts of meat
BUMMER OF THE DAY: Saying good bye to new friends
BUYS OF THE DAY: Goods bought at the Masai markets
WORD OF THE DAY: I’m going to miss you

CAMP SITE RANKING: Back at the Kivi Hotel in Nairobi – better than any camp site has to get full marks 5 out of 5 stars

Well the last 2 days have just been travel days to haul our arses back to Nairobi.  Today is Monday; we left Jinga on Saturday and drove through to Eldoret for the night.  Nothing to eventful, the usual 300km drive, lunch by the road, 8 hour drive on dodgy roads arriving into Eldoret around 4pm.  We were back at the same camp we stayed in our first night and the weather has really changed and is overcast and a little cold.  This was the freezer we stayed in last time, but this time I am prepared and have an arm full of clothes to put on when I go to bed, and I think the most crucial part is to close the god damn windows this time to try and trap some of that warmth.  Paps and Em upgraded here and paid an extra 100USD to sleep in the same suite that Bill Gates slept in when he was here in 2009.  They also were good enough to run some tours through their pad for the night, to show off they had a king size bed, hot water bottles, fresh towels and an ensuite.  It looked magic the lucky buggers.  It was their honeymoon, so it was also justified in their defence. To stay in the suite next door, with no claim to fame was 40USD cheaper which Mary and Pete were happy to pay, as it was their last night after being on the 60 day Cape Town to Nairobi trip.  It was here I also got my first decent shower in like 10 days.  The water was tepid (not freezing is a bonus) and I was able to finally shave my legs!  Sounds so trivial but with the showers I have had have either been too cold or tap access only and I have had this massive scratch / scab thing on my leg the size of an eggplant on my shin since I fell over at Lake Bunyonyi.  I feel half human again.

Back on the road at 6.30am the next morning, which in turn means a 5 something am wakeup.  This is the last time I will roll this particular tent up and also the last time I will be sleeping on my own, I will pick up a new tentie when we start the next section of the tour tomorrow which will be welcomed with open arms.  Even though you have all that extra room, it is nice to have a tentie.  Another drive day.  We wanted to leave a little earlier so we got back to Nairobi earlier to give us some time to get to the giraffe center and then to finish at the Masai markets.  After a couple of ‘toilet’ stops we arrived back into the big smoke of Nairobi at 12.30pm.  Not too many good-byes said at this stage, as we were heading to Carnivore’s for dinner.  So we pretty much had to unpack all our gear off the truck and get checked in for our night in a hotel!  It is amazing when you have lockers, overhead bins and massive seat pockets how much shit one can accumulate in 16 days.  I looked well and truly like a bag lady, seriously, I had like 7 bags I had to get off the truck and up to the room.  I think I may have to do some re-arranging later on tonight.  In my defence I wasn’t the only one.  Goodbye sweet truck – you were an awesome beast!
Goodbye Jools you were an awesome guide – goodbye Chris for your awesome driving – and finally goodbye Liz you’re cooking from what facilities you had was awesome and tasty!!!!

But no time for that now, as we had our pre-departure meeting at 6pm and we wanted to get out to the giraffe sanctuary to see if we could feed one.  We had 6 of us, so we needed to taxis and we agreed on a price of 4000 (40USD) shillings for each taxi, to take us the 30 minutes out, they wait for us and then the return journey to get dropped back into town, but at the markets.  We arrived and paid the 700 shillings (7USD) to get in and it was quite busy.  There was one giraffe about 15m away from the feeding platform and the rest were at the end of the paddock.  Sean and Lisa went to get some pellets to feed them and came back and said that they are all so far away because it was a week-end; they were quite full from people feeding them already and they really couldn’t give a toss about the food.  Crap.  There were a few keepers in the paddock trying to move the giraffes up to the feeding platform and I am not sure if I was happy with their methods.  They started with a branch of fresh leaves, which got the first ones attention, but every time he reached for them he would pull them away, trying to coax him closer.  He moved maybe 2m in the 20 minutes with the this method.  Next was to get a bucket of pellets and was shaking them and calling his name, which was fine, until he started to throw the pellets at his head to get him to move.  Yeah not sure if this was acceptable.  In the meantime there was a keeper in the back paddock trying to get the others to move up also throwing pellets at them.  He was successful with one, Laura, but she also stopped around 10m from the feeding platform as well.  We waited maybe another 20 minutes and there was no movement from either giraffe, so we got some great photos and resigned ourselves to the fact that they weren’t going to be feed.  So we walked out the front entrance, and I am not sure who looked back, but one of the giraffe’s had come up to the platform.  So we went back in and Em, Paps and Sean were up there quick as a flash, pellets in hand, to shove their way through and they got to feed him!  It looked awesome, so when they came back Lisa and I went up, we stood behind a young family that handicapped girl in front of us, so we couldn’t really push through, so by the time we went to reposition ourselves the giraffe had had its fill and was goneski!!!!  Oh well, I got some good photos of Em and Sean and the giraffes, so it was pretty cool in the end.

So we drove the 30 minutes back to town and got dropped off at the Masai Markets.  Now I have done a lot of markets in my time, and I enjoy them.  I like to barter and bargain with the shop keepers, making sure that we are both happy.  I just want a fair price at the end of the day, as he has to still has to make a bob right.  Well the second we got out of the taxi we were swarmed with men, pushing us and asking us where we were from etc.  We got to the front gate, and I tell you this now and it sounds dodgy, but for whatever reason, we believed them, they told us we needed a guide to walk around the markets with.  If you see something you like, it goes into a ‘maybe’ bag and at the end is when you do all your haggling (I know sounds dodgy now right).  It was a terrible experience right from the start, as your ‘guide’ was there showing you all the stuff, asking if you liked wood, did you want drums etc. If you looked at something longer than 1 minute, he would bounce over and get it for you.  Everywhere you turned they were there.  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Back off buster.  Anyway we probably did about half of the market when we all looked at each other and said enough is enough let’s get out of here.  So this is where the fun begins, as the ‘maybe’ bag had items in there we had no idea on cost. 

I was a little cranky by this time, and it was time to get down to business – not a good combination.  So I told my dude to not fluff around, give me your best price and let’s go from there.  I made sure that I had a price in mind that I would think fair so I had a ball park figure, cause at this stage I still had no idea on what things actually cost except my bangles that I had bought previously.  So first item up was a beautiful limestone plate – get this he wanted 250USD, okay so this i the way you want to play, I’m out.  He didn’t like my upfront attitude of are you kidding, forget the plate – lets go onto the masks – what’s your best price – he wanted 30USD per mask, I had 3 – forget the masks, he is starting to give me a little lip and talk in his native tongue to a mate, which I told him was rude.  Not an auspicious start to the whole bargaining process.  Next up was the bangles, now I know how much I paid for these so he started at 6USD each ( I paid 2USD) so I told him to forget it and the last item on the overpriced market visit was a pretty cool limestone hippo (the size of a fist) and that was 35USD!  That is ridiculous banter.  I was walking away; he was so ripping me off that I was done and ready to leave.  The others were also going through the same process.  I was literally done, and he kept coming after me asking what my price was, well I told him what I was prepared to pay, which I though was fair and he huffed and puffed and told me I didn’t know how to bargain.  Don’t tell me I don’t know how to bargain pal.  Anyway after all the theatrics I got all my purchases for a tenth of the price and even then I think I got done, as he walked away with a massive smile on his face.  I was happy with what got, but the whole process was annoying, a pain, restrictive and if I have advice to you, it is still go to the markets, but DO NOT take one of the guides, as it is CRAP that you need to have one and just deal with the sellers direct.  I did see people walking around without guides but then it didn’t really click at that point.  What a dickhead we were.  I spoke to Katie later in the night, and she got some awesome bargains going around on her own.  I am normally more switched on than that, but lesson learned.  We were all pretty grumpy when we finally left the markets, cranky and agitated.  We all thought the same and feel we had still been ripped off somehow!

Back to the hotel, to get ready for dinner and for our pre-departure meeting for our next leg of the trip.  We lose 8 amazing people to a new tour, old truck and we gain 14 new family members for our trip and new truck.  So we change trucks tomorrow, but 8 of our group get ‘our’ truck back for the next 14 days to Dar as Salam.  The new group looks good.  It is so hard coming off an amazing trip with amazing people to try and keep an open mind, but we need to give the new kids a chance and I look forward to meeting the new peeps. 

We left a little before 7.30pm for dinner, half an hour behind the group, as out meeting ran longer, but when we got to Carnivores they hadn’t started eating yet, so we hadn’t missed much.  Paps had on a traditional Cameroon outfit and he looked awesome.  The food then started to come out.  It was very much a similar experience if you have been to a Brazilian restaurant before.  They just walk around with these massive skewers of meat, slice of pieces directly onto your plate and away you go on your road to meat fest!  They don’t serve game meat, but what they did have was beef, chicken, lamb, camel, ostrich, ox balls, chicken gizzards, chicken wings, turkey, brains of some animal and ribs to name most of them.  I did try the ox ball due to peer pressure and I think he gave me the fattiest most awful piece of all and I chewed and chewed and had to spit it out it was disgusting!  The rest of the meal I stuck to what I knew and I really think it is hard to go wrong with BBQ meat right?  For 30USD (plus tax – buggers) it was okay value with dessert and coffee included.  The rip was the exchange if you wanted to pay in USD and the beers were 590 shillings (5.90AUD) when we were paying 150 shillings (1.50AUD) last night in Eldoret.  Even for a restaurant markup that is massive!  So when we came out, our taxi guy was waiting to take us home 2000 shillings in total ( 20AUD for a return trip) and then we had one more drink at the hotel bar before heading to bed at 11pm. 

I still had to re-pack my 7 bags, internet a little, write up some postcards and then get up for 5.15am.  Yeah we’ll see how we go with that.

So it is the end of another tour, being my ninth, I say goodbye to my Intrepid Gorilla’s, Chimps and Game Park friends.  You guys are up there with my top tour buddies, top friends and I know I will be seeing most of you again sometime in the future on my travels.  This is the worst part of any trip, but knowing that they are still travelling in another truck on a similar itinerary is the real sucker of this process.  The itinerary varies on the first night, which makes us miss each other the whole way which is a little sucky.  We may have a chance to catch up in the Serengeti, but we will have to keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best.

So a MASSIVE thanks to you guys and in no particular order:
Joey – Ireland J
Mike and Julia – Canada
Astrid – Australia
Lil – Australia
Jools – Kenya
Afke – Holland
Sean – Australia
Jimbob – Australia
Manu – Switzerland
Emma T – New Zealand
Laura – Australia
Brie – Australia
Katie – USA
Louise and Emma S – Australia
Preswick and Paps – Scotland and England
Pete and Mary – New Zealand
Lisa – New Zealand

Bring on the rest of Africa and I wish everyone safe travels to where ever their next adventure takes them, should it be somewhere else in this beautiful world we live in or travelling home.  I’m going to really, really miss you guys xxx

Monday, August 1, 2011

WE JETBOATED ON THE NILE RIVER

WEATHER: Wet and rainy in the morning then overcast for the rest of the day
HIGHTLIGHT OF THE DAY: Jet boating on the Nile
BUMMER OF THE DAY: Washing not dried
BUYS OF THE DAY: Has to be the Nile Special at 1.20AUD for 500ml
WORD OF THE DAY: Oh shit

ANIMALS SEEN TODAY: Monkeys and 2 dogs at camp

CAMP SITE RANKING:  Same as last night no change

Well that lightning and thunder eventuated into pretty much rain all night.  I was hoping that my tent was locked up tight enough for no water to get in it, as it was quite a constant fall all night.  It was nice to hear the rain on the tent.  The 60 day people hadn’t had a good rain on their tent all trip, so 3 days from finishing their epic journey it was quite fitting they got some rain.  There were a few claps of thunder that just literally rolled across; you could hear when it started and when it finished.  It is pretty amazing to see and hear a storm when you are camping as I think it gives you a different perspective of the storm.  The rafters later found out it hadn’t rained in 61 days!

So we got a sleep in with breakfast at 8am!  It was still raining on and off, so we had to eat in the truck to keep ourselves dry.  So needless to say the truck had mud from one end to the other with us all walking in and out and thank goodness I wasn’t on truck duties today – what a bitch.  We later found out that the bus was going to get a professional wash in the afternoon anyway, windows included.  As I was doing dinner that night, there were 3 gents cleaning and the security guard got in on the act, with his rifle strung over 1 shoulder as he scrubbed and mopped. 

I wanted to get some washing done, but as the weather was crap I wasn’t going to, as from previous washes, the items are hand washed and then hung over trees and shrubs to dry, they don’t have driers.  Anyway Jools introduced me to the man in charge of the washing and he guaranteed that my washing would be dry by the afternoon.  So with a guarantee how could I resist, so in it goes, for 10,000 shillings (4AUD) it was too good to pass up!  Let’s see how it comes back and I hope the day clears up.

Due to the weather, Sean wasn’t allowed to do his bungy jump, which was a bummer, but then after breakfast, the weather cleared enough and he was given the green light.  So he was the only one that jumped from our group and I have to say I think it may have been the most documented jump of all time.  Paps videoed, I took the burst mode, Lisa had Sean’s camera for the pictures and Jo went up the tower with Sean and got photos from the top!  Lucky guy.  All went well and he can now add Uganda to the other 4 countries where he has also jumped.  From there 8 of the group headed off to do white water rafting for the whole day, there were 5 of us doing the jet boating and the others were going into town and to have a day of rest and relaxation.  Our pick-up was supposed to be at 10am, and at 10.25am, Astrid went and enquired about the pick-up and he said he told us the wrong time and was supposed to be 10.30am.  Oh, okay – so then when he came over 10 minutes later and said there is a problem with the normal transfer, another one is on the way and will be here in 20 minutes, oh, okay.  One hour later at 11.40am the transfer finally arrives.  We aren’t too happy, as we could have been doing other things, but it was here now, so in we jumped for the 45 minute drive to the jet boat.  It was a good drive, as we were in an 8 seater minivan, it was nice to drive through village’s incognito so to speak, rather than in our massive, beast of a truck and not get as many stares.  I think sometimes we take what we have for granted.  You look at some of these small communities and what they have (and don’t have) and it makes you think is there a way that I can help somehow?  I am really seriously thinking what would be the best way to help and I’m going to have a word to Jools and also to Paps and Emma as they have a charity that they have set up themselves which is quite inspiring in itself.  Africa truly is still a third world country and they need all the help they can get, but in saying that you still see big smiley faces as we pass and lots of waves from then children, so there is still hope for the future.

We arrived at the jet boat to have Gavin waiting for us.  He used to drive the Shotover jet in New Zealand and now has this gig here in Uganda.  So we saddled up in our lifejackets and then boarded the boat.  As it worked out I got a middle seat on the end, and I think I had one of the best seats in the house.  So Gav took us through the 3 minute safety spiel and the 2 most important hand actions, one to give us a heads up for the 360 and the other one telling us a rough patch was coming up.  So after a test 360 to make sure we all could handle the pace and didn’t want to get off, we set off up the Nile.  Only after a few minutes we saw some rafters, I thought it had to be our group and yelled to Gav if we could go over there and say hi, he said hell yeah.  So at 90km/hr we literally jetted over to the first raft and it happened to be our group which was awesome.  I have to say it was so hilarious, at first you could see that they were all happy to see us, nice little waves and smiles on their faces, and as we got closer and weren’t slowing down they knew something was going to happen.  I think Paps was the most excited as he stood up and was giving us a big wave with his oar in his hand and then as we got within 10m, we swerved and made this massive wave that soaked the whole raft, and all I could do was laugh my head off as we moved then down the flotilla of rafts and continued to do the same thing to all of them!!!  It was so flippin funny, but my Intrepid raft has to be the best splash of all and it still brings a smile to my face.  WIPEOUT!!! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA………….  I think I may cop it when they get back to camp this afternoon but it was so worth it……HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA…….

We got 40 minutes on the jet boat, which is typical.  We went over one set of rapids on the boat and got some airtime and we did about 50 x 360’s and we got absolutely soaking wet, but I have to say it was worth all the debacle this morning and to say that we jet boated on the Nile is a pretty good call to fame and was worth the 75USD we paid for the privilege.  It was very different from the New Zealand one, as that is done in a canyon, so not much room for the 360’s and it is more the adrenalin rush of hugging the canyon walls, where this experience was more going the fastest we could go at 90km and without even slowing down going straight into a 360.  Every time I saw the 360 hand action, I would say ‘oh shit’.  Gav would then swerve one way, then the other so we didn’t know which way he was going to turn and then boom, 360, and water everywhere, Nile water at that, but we figured as we were pretty close to the source, that it was going to the cleanest here than say doing a jet boat in the Egyptian part of the Nile which I just wouldn’t do.  Good theory.  A few more raft sprays, 2 more rapid runs and some more 360’s it was time to head back.  What a great experience and even better when we got off the boat, there was a cold Nile Special waiting for us, how appropriate to drink a Nile beer at the Nile.  Awesome.

The rest of the afternoon was spent at the bar, overlooking the Nile, and getting my blog updated.  They have Wi-Fi here, but it cuts in and out, so if I’m not responding to messages and comments it is purely for this reason, and I will when I get a better connection, somewhere.  My main aim is to get my blog entries uploaded when I can, which thankfully I was able to do.  Ye haa!

We were on cooking duties yesterday, so I went up at 5pm to see if Liz needed any help, stupid question, as I was the only one from my team in camp, so we were chop chop chopping till the rafter bus pulled up and the second they all got off they came straight over to rib me about the classic water splash!  It was cool to hear their side and I still couldn’t stop laughing!  It was HILAROUS!!!!

I got the nod that the washing was ready to be picked up.  So I walked to the wash room, and I swear there were at least 50 bags of washing in there, luckily mine was at the front and then the lady apologized, saying sorry that it wasn’t 100% dry due to the weather.  No shit, I could have told you that this morning.  So they were just a little damp, but there’s no way they are going to dry properly with the weather still overcast and now they will smell worse than when they went in, but they are clean. 

It was a Friday night, so after dinner we went back to the bar for a few brewski’s and to try and hook back onto the internet, which every man and his dog was also trying to get on, so I wasn’t too successful, but my blog is up to date, so I can’t complain.  It was a really good day and once again it is nice to be off the truck.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

THE WHEELS ON THE TRUCK ARE STILL TURNING

WEATHER: Windows open 27C
HIGHTLIGHT OF THE DAY: Going for a safari walk
BUMMER OF THE DAY: First drop toilets on the trip and they were gag able
BUYS OF THE DAY: New giraffe bangle for 2AUD
WORD OF THE DAY: Oh Myyy God – Julius style

ANIMALS SEEN TODAY: Topi, red neck spurfold, waterbucks, impala’s by the hundred, baboons, a centipede, marabou storks, African ants, a dead zebra and vultures   

CAMP SITE RANKING:  AWESOME, bar overlooking the Nile, Wi-Fi, flushing toilets, showers (no hot water) but I am going to have to rank it 5 out of 5 stars

Well I am alive, today is a new day and I am ready to take it on.  I don’t have down days very often, but when I have them I am a tough crowd to break.  In my defence being away for 461 days, it is bound to happen and I just need to have the day, accept it and then move on.  After all I am living the dream, I am in Africa, with a great group of people and things that don’t kill us make us stronger.  So I have gotten up and I have dusted myself off and I am ready to go again.  I do have to say maybe I was in the wrong frame of mind when I wrote yesterday, there were people that knew I wasn’t myself and asked if I was okay, so I don’t want to paint my group with a brush that they are all nasty so and so’s, their not, so thanks for those of you who did come up to me – you guys are awesome and I am so going to miss you.

So a new day breaks, and we are up at 5am.  We have a safari walk this morning at 6.20am and we need to have everything packed up and ready to go by this time. As I now am in the tent on my own, I wasn’t sure how long it would take to pack it all away, but Jools came over and helped me and we had it all rolled and dusted in no time.  Thanks Jools.  We also have a really long day on the road today, so all round we are going to be stuffed no matter which way you look at it.  Liz had prepared a light breakfast to get us through till we got back in a few hours that consisted of some dry biscuits, cereal and bananas.  The ‘real’ breakfast was going to be waiting for us when we got back. 

This was the first stop where there was only the option of a drop toilet.  Every other place had them as well as a western toilet.  I put it off as long as I could, but I just had to go before we went on the walk.  I have to say it was the most vial experience I had had on my whole trip to date.  The smell was making me retch and I nearly lost it in there while I did my business.  Even with the shallow breathing, there was no masking that god awful smell.  Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh – drop toilets stink - literally

We got trucked into the national park a little further and more on to the plains than the shrubs and we broke up into 2 groups and we each got a park ranger to take us around for 2 hours.  He was armed with his rifle in the event that we saw some unruly animals eg: the buffaloes again.  I didn’t know that they were so dangerous.  So we walked, and as we were still so early there was still a mist in the air and it was pretty amazing to see the colours of the sky in the hues of pinks and blues as we ventured around.  In the walk we saw Topi (a type of antelope), red neck spurfold, waterbucks, impalas, and baboons.  The impala was all over the park and at the end we got as close as a couple of a meters before they got spooked and moved a little further on.  Sometimes we stuck to the animal tracks, other times we literally went off the beaten track and legged it through the savannah fauna and also all the animal dung.  Considering how much dung we saw, where the hell were all the animals?  As it was still a little cool, this was part of the reason that we didn’t see too many.  The highlight I would have to say was when we climbed a massive hill, and when we got to the top, the view of the park and the valley was pretty impressive.  To think we were walking around a national park with only our guide as our savior should a lion appear or an unruly buffalo, it sort of added to the ‘danger’ element.  In saying that, the park only has 3 lions, so the likelihood of us seeing one was pretty low anyway – but that’s besides the point right?

We got back to camp at 9am, and our omelets, sausage and baked beans was all ready to go.  So we all ate, cleaned and packed up the truck and were ready to go at 9.50am.  We did have one more small thing to do before we left and that was to star in Ballbags video he is hoping to sell to Intrepid when he gets home.  He got Jools to dress in his Masai Mara outfit again and show us all how to do the Masai jump with the lake in the background.  It was so funny to see everyone jumping and I have to say Big Mike has a pretty good jump with a wad of airtime – who says white men can’t jump?  I also got my own video footage which turned out awesome and while we had everyone in a jumping mood (they were buggered) I also got them to do my group Bernstar jump! 

On the road at 10am and we are heading for Jinja today which is over 300km away.  We are expecting to arrive in, all going well, at 5.30pm this afternoon.  So after you take out the lunch stop of an hour, that’s another 7 hours we are clocking up on the bus radar.  We drove for 3.5 hours before getting to our lunch stop, which also happened to be the second time we got the opportunity for a photo stop at the equator.  It is a different cross point from the last time, and the sign looked a lot better as well.  So another opportunity for a Bernstar jump and another claim to fame.  No multitudes of school children this time though for the photo – oh well.  They had a bunch of local handicraft shops at this stop as well, but Jools was a bit of a ‘move it’ Nazi today as we still had a lot of ground to cover.  In saying that there is nothing like a power shop and I managed to buy a new bangle for 2AUD that had a giraffe print on it.  It looks awesome with my silver bangle from home and the zebra pattered bangle I bought in Ruhengheri.

So onwards we push for the final leg of the day.  The roads are still bumpy as, speed bumps galore, and they just aren’t a single hump, they are 4 in a row, so for those trying to get some sleep on the truck, it is intermittent as we pass over these speed bumps every 30 minutes or so.  It is also incredibly dusty, so we get a little pushed sometimes, if we close the windows to keep out the dust, it warms up like an oven, so we need to have some open and everything just gets coated in a fine later of dust, I am not sure how long my laptop will last, as it gets filthy, so I am sure those small particles of dust are not doing it any good.

I have had 2 proof readers that like to read my blogs as I finish them on the bus and before they are loaded and that is Paps and Sean.  I was a little embarrassed with yesterdays ‘Home Sickness’ entry, but we can’t always have rose coloured glasses and one has to take the good with the bad.  Needless to say when we arrived into camp at Jinja Em was the first one to help get my shell up of my tent, and Sean then came over and helped me with the rest of the set up.  Thanks guys, it meant heaps to have some help.  I am now looking at the other side of the coin and to have a tent of my own for the next 3 nights has to be some form of bonus now right?  I can spread my shit from one end of the tent to the other and not have to worry about anyone else.  See there is always an upside to a downside!

Having had no power for the last 2 days, my laptop has 16 minutes of juice left, my Playbook is dead flat, my IPod is running on 20%, my camera is on the last free battery and my phone has one bar left.  Everyone else is also in the same boat, so there will be a manic run for the power points when we get a chance. 

The camp itself is pretty amazing.  The bar is overhanging a cliff face that overlooks the Nile River, the beers are only 3000 shillings ( 1.20AUD for 500ml) the toilets and showers are in this pretty funky looking shower building (they are cold but we can’t have everything) and the toilets (which are plentiful) flush and have paper.  They also have a bungy jump here at the camp site, which is 40m, so according to Sean, it’s not a big one, but would be pretty cool to say that you jumped in Uganda.  Never fear, I wasn’t getting up there, but Sean was the only one out of the group that was giving it some serious thought.  So we sat in these comfy over stuffed cushioned couches and consumed a few beers before dinner.  The weather has been a little dicey towards the end of the afternoon, but held off over dinner, which I have to say I think I had the best chicken ever, and time for us to put everything away and head back to the bar. 

We had out nightly meeting and one of the guys from the camp ran over what optional excursions could be done tomorrow.  Majority of the group were going white water rafting.  Yeah….I’m not really a water baby, so that was no.  There was the bungy jump, which is probably the only thing I haven’t done, as I have parasailed and sky dived, but bungy?  I am not too sure about and then the third option presented to us was a jet boat ride on the Nile.  Okay now you’re talking.  How many people can claim that they jet boated on the Nile?  So for 75USD, me and 4 others signed up for the 10am departure.  How cool.

I made sure I wasn’t going to go ‘crazy’ tonight, not only to not be an embarashemnt again, but with jet boating in the morning, I would think you wouldn’t want to be hung over for that.  So I only drank beer and a lot of us went to bed at 10.30pm, which I made sure I was in that group.  There was a lot of thunder and lightning hanging around, so I made sure I had closed all my windows and my door flaps and then settled in for the night.

Only 3 more nights left of this tour when we will say goodbye to new friends made and the whole dynamics will change.  I hope my next group is as awesome as this one.  I have been so lucky with all my tours and touchwood that it continues.

Friday, July 29, 2011

TODAY I WAS HOMESICK

WEATHER: Hot and 27C
HIGHTLIGHT OF THE DAY: Finally getting out of the truck
BUMMER OF THE DAY: I’m homesick today = sad Bernie
BUYS OF THE DAY: Bottle of water at 1.50AUD
WORD OF THE DAY: Curl up in a ball

ANIMALS SEEN TODAY: Monkeys, leopard tortoise, 100 warthogs, water bucks, zebra’s, deer   

CAMP SITE RANKING: Very basic finally drop toilets for the first time all trip and ordinary shower - 2 out of 5 stars

I don’t know what I dreamt last night, but I had a very restless sleep and the minute I woke up at 4.50am I thought of home.  I miss my god-daughters, my best friend and my home which is no longer mine.  This was going to be a curl up in a ball day – I can have one of those every now and then right?

Up early, meant I beat everyone to get all my stuff to the coach, as we are leaving Rwanda and heading back into Uganda today.  I even had time to catch up on my diary with a cup of tea as the rest of the crew woke up.  What a grandma I am turning into.

So all packed and on the truck, we left our home for the last 3 days.  We have over 400km to cover today and a border crossing, so leaving at 7am Jools hoped to have us at camp by 5.30pm.  This is one of the longest travel days we are to have, so we need to suck it up, it was worth it to see the gorilla’s yesterday so bring on the 8 hours on the truck.

We only had to drive around 40 minutes to get us to the Rwandan border.  The process was similar to what we have done in the past, we get out, line up, show our passports and then we get stamped out of the country.  As I hadn’t had my globetrotter’s book stamped yet, I had nothing to lose on asking the immigration guy if he would do it, and he was more than obliging, so I now had my Rwandan stamp.  Yip yay.  Our passports then got checked as we walked the 60m through no man’s land to the Ugandan check point.  I was the passport collector with the 50USD fee, and I stood and got everyone’s passports cleared and stamped letting us back into Uganda.  He was a very thorough official, taking his time, checking all the pages and signing a proper signature in all 22 passports.  He was in no rush.  He wasn’t as friendly as the Rwandan guy, but I had nothing to lose asking him about my Ugandan stamp for my Globetrotters book and blow me down he stamped it no problems!  Yay – now all the countries are up to date.  The whole process for both borders took around an hour.  Crossing back to Uganda we lost an hour and wound our watches forward.

We stopped at Kabale at midday for lunch.  As we had a long day, we were given 5000 shillings to go towards lunch today.  This was also the place that we stopped at on the way through that had free Wi-Fi access.  I ordered a chicken burger that looked exactly like the beef burger when it came out and the internet wasn’t working to well, but it was good to get off the truck for an hour.

My tentie is back sitting next to me today, but still not much has been said to each other.  I think she is switching tents and moving in with one of the other girls, but she hasn’t said anything to me, so we will have to see when we pull up to camp this afternoon.  It really upsets me, the whole thing, as I don’t think I have done anything wrong and she is treating me like a leper, but I am going to have to let it go, otherwise it will ruin the rest of this portion of the trip.  Add that onto a few short text messages from the ex-husband and my homesickness, can this day get any worse?  Man I am really feeling down today. I need a hug from my little people; they always bring a smile to my face when I need it.  In saying that my across the way seat buddy, Jo, knew how I was feeling, so she brought a smile to my dial and leant me her toy puppy that she was given by her nieces.  So I pulled out my Elmo and they kept me company for the rest of the afternoon.  Jo is awesome and I will definitely be visiting her in Ireland next year.  It was good to have some-one to bounce some frustrations out with.

We drove for another 2.5 hours to a town called Mbarara where we stopped for 20 minutes, to refuel the truck and toilet stop and then drove another 1.5 hours to get us to our camp for the night at Lake Mburo.  As we finally pulled into camp there were warthogs everywhere just grazing on the grass, apparently they will be around us all night, but after watching some of the group getting their photos they don’t seem too flighty or angry, so it will be fun to have some wild animals in camp.  So off the truck we get and my tentie goes with Janet, so I am now in a single tent for the next 4 nights.  Gee that is really disappointing and a little humiliating.  So I had to ask Jools to help put up my tent, once the poles are in I can do the rest, and I am on the edge of the camp.  If my tentie wanted to still be friends, she would have at least explained what she was doing and at least offered to help with the tent.  In saying that no-one else offered or has checked how things are, so after dinner I am going back to my tent to crawl into that ball I have wanted to do all day.  What a fucked day all round really.

There will be a change of groups in Nairobi.  We thought the people going through to Tanzania would be on the same truck as us peeps going all the way through to Cape Town, but we have learned that 7 of the Tanzania’s will be on a different tour, and just 4 of us will be on the Cape Town run.  So I’ll get a new tentie and make some new friends, which could be just what the doctor ordered.  In saying that I have made and met a batch of amazing people who are either leaving in Nairobi or moving onto the Tanzania truck, and I am going to miss them and wish I was going with them.  It’s my Greek Posse equivalents but African L

Well once the sun went down we learnt pretty fast what Lake Mburo meant.  Mburo is a little fly and common to the area.  No shit, the second you turned on a light you would be swarmed by thousands of these fly things.  When you are in the middle of nowhere except the moon as your only light, it was necessary to turn on a light.  So the light would go on to plate your dinner, off goes the light to eat, light back on to go back to the table for the main meal, serve up, eating dinner in the dark, light back on to wash dishes and then it pretty much forced everyone to bed, but it was just after 9pm and we had to be up at 5.30am to pack up and leave camp by 6.20am for our safari walk in the morning.  I blew my nose and there were 3 flies, and I rekon I swallowed around 50 and the rest of the group was in the same boat.  Little buggers.

As we were camped close to the lake’s edge, there was a man walking around the camp all night with a rifle to keep the hippos at bay, should they decide to come anywhere near the camp.  There was an Exodus truck in and also some other random group and they were closer to the water than us.

There seemed to be a storm brewing, with a lot of lightening in the sky.  It was giving us a great display while we were eating dinner by the camp fire.  Would it rain?  When I went to bed, my window flaps were all open; hmmm should I get up and close them should it rain?  I thought I would risk it till this massive clap of thunder rolled over us and I decided to get up and out of the tent to close all my windows and roll down my door.  I also heard a few others getting out and zipping up their windows as well, so it was pretty funny to hear all the zips zipping.


Tomorrow is a new day – I’ll pick myself up, dust myself off and march on, but everyone is allowed to have a bad day and mine was today.  We are only human after all and we can’t be happy and smiley all the time.  I just needed a hug.  I know when my Bestie reads my text I’ll get an electronic one and that will make all the difference.    

Signing off unwanted and unloved today B

MEET OUR GORILLA FAMILY- BWENGE

WEATHER: A glorious gorilla trekking day of 25C
HIGHTLIGHT OF THE DAY: Seeing the whole 13 family members of Bwenge
BUMMER OF THE DAY: Having to leave the gorilla family after an hour
BUYS OF THE DAY: My porter Dan was a god send for 10USD
WORD OF THE DAY: OMG – WOW – OMG - WOW

ANIMALS SEEN TODAY:  13 gorillas’ and numerous goats

CAMP SITE RANKING:  Same as last night – no change

Early start this morning with breakfast at 6am.  So there were all sorts of alarms going off from 5am.  I set mine for 5.20am to get the early toilet run in.  A note here to actually read and pay attention to your medication instructions.  As I was popping all sorts of pills for the gorilla’s this morning, I took my malaria tablet before I had eaten (as directed it needs to be taken with food) within 30 minutes I was running to the toilet and having a morning spew as I had not yet eaten.  Lesson learned for me. 

We were all like excited school children on a school excursion.  We were all breakfasted and ready to go at 6.30am when our 4x4 were to pick us up.  Well after a small delay, we left the mission just before 7am to drive the 30 minutes to head to the gorilla registration center, register and to get sorted into our groups and head out.  It was quite busy here, but there are other tours that also leave from here including the golden monkeys tour and tours that hike to Diane Fossy’s grave site and some of the gorilla’s she worked with are also located with her.

So we were broken into 3 groups of 8.  There were 2 medium treks and a longer trek to get to different families, so we shifted all the hikers around to put the fit people into the last group, at this point we still didn’t know what families we were getting or how far they were etc.  So one by one the groups left the area to head on their own gorilla adventure.  There are only 8 gorilla families that can be visited each day, with a maximum of 8 people per group, making a total of 64 people a day maximum.  I guess that explains why it is so hard to get permits as that is only 23,360 people a year that get to experience the Rwandan Mountain Gorilla’s, assuming they run on public holidays, which if they don’t, and taking into account low season, that reduces that number.  So we are doing something pretty special, which we knew, but the numbers show just how hard it is to get into see these magnificent animals.  There are another 10 groups of gorilla’s that are visited but only for research purposes, so these are not visited by tourists.  In total Rwanda have approximately 270 groups, 700 in total if you include Uganda and the Congo.  So even though they are endangered, tourism is not ruining an entire population of mountain gorillas.  In saying that tourism also helps these magnificent beasts with part of the permit money that is paid helps keep the trackers employed to keep the poachers out, making it harder for them and the gorilla’s safe.   

So we met our guide Hope.  He was super cool and he had an A3 colour copy of the gorilla family we would be meeting today.  We are visiting the Bwenge Family.  There are 13 members in the family, one male silverback, 6 female adults and 6 baby gorilla’s.  The story behind our family is that Bwenge is the son of Titus, who was one of Diane Fossy’s original gorillas’s and also known to be the longest serving silverback, strongest, and also the silverback with the most amount of children ever fathered.  So the Bwenge Family’s silverback named, Bwenge, was the son of Titus and broke away from his original family to start his own.  The twist to this gorilla story is that Bwenge’s mum also left the Titus family to join her son, and this is where it gets interesting, Bwenge and his mum then had a child who is now 3months old!  There’s a bit of gorilla gossip for you.  Apparently it is quite unusual for a mother and son to have a child together, but obviously the Bwenge Family don’t care.  Another side note about our wonderful silverback Bwenge is he only likes the ladies that are older than him.  All 6 females are older than him, so he is a bit of a cougar gorilla!!!

So we had to drive 30 minutes on a very dusty, rock riddled road through local villages to get as far as the 4x4 would get us.  When we got there, there was one guy with a rifle and 5 guys in blue waiting for us.  The guy with the gun (which looked like it was 100 years old) was there to not shoot the gorillas, as they are protected, but to keep animals like buffalo away from the family and us.  They were real bullets and he does shoot in the air first, but we were also told if you hike to slow, that you could also be on the hit list! Yeah ha ha I knew that would be me!!!!  The boys in blue are porters and you can hire them for 10USD and they carry your backpack for you and also help you while trekking if you need a hand up or help with anything.  Louise was straight onto it and was the only yes to start with, but as I am sure everyone at the start thinks they don’t need one, Hope bought along an extra porter just in case.  So after we were given our hiking sticks, we left our drop point and headed up the mountain.  We passed a lot of farmland, most of it potatoes, children saying hello, asking for money, singing, passing small houses with bleating goats and just walking on a small track that was going to lead us to the edge of the National Park.  It was tough going, not only due to my lack of fitness, but we were at 2530m when we started, so I am blaming the altitude also on my heavy huffing and puffing.  I ended up engaging the ‘spare’ porter, so he could take my bag and it was nice to have a steady hand ready to help me, when I needed that extra oomph to get me up that high step, skinny rock ledge, mud puddle or stumble, my porter Dan was there to help.  I think it was the best 10USD (plus 5USD tip) that I have paid all trip.  Hope was so good, stopping when he thought the group might need to rest.  I think he was using Jo and I as his guide as to when this was, as I am sure the exertion was showing on our faces.  I am a walker but not a hiker and Jo is just a smoker.  He would blame himself saying how tired he was and he needed a rest and then would look to us when we were ready to go again and the thumbs up from us.  He was really sweet.

So 1 hour and 15 minutes later we made it the brick wall of the National Park.  Hope kept telling us he had good news but wouldn’t tell us what it was, I was hoping the gorillas were just behind the wall waiting for us with open arms, but after a small rest and an opportunity to take in the view of the valley below, we passed through the wall and we were in gorilla territory!  We walked for about another 30 minutes where Hope then told us the gorillas were just around the bend!!!  So we had to off load our backpacks and hiking sticks, saying goodbye to our porters and then head further into the jungle.  It was also at this point we met our 2 trackers.  They get up at 6am to look for the family and then radio back to let gorilla headquarters know where to bring us.  It only took them 45 minutes to find them this morning, so we were lucky they hadn’t moved too far from yesterday.  One tracker came in with us, with his machete in his hand with Hope and the 8 of us makes 10.  The groups are small to minimize the impact of humans in the gorilla’s lives and once we are in and seeing them we get exactly 1 hour with them for the same reason.  There were a few tips we were told before heading any further and they were: no pointing, as they may think you are going to throw something, no flash, if you cough or sneeze to cover your mouth, as they can catch human diseases, if a baby is to come over to you to back off slowly otherwise the mother may think you are trying to steal her child, try and always stay 7m away from any gorilla, if an adult is near you to back off slowly and to not make too much noise.  Okay, that all seems okay to us, let’s get going!

So not even 10 minutes further into the jungle we saw our first gorilla.  And would you believe it was the silverback!!!  He was hidden a little bit in the foliage, but he looked massive and hard to believe we were actually seeing our first one.  He moved on, so we moved further on, with Hope and tracker making gorilla noises to keep them calm and let them know they were in no danger.  Our next and probably the most memorable were seeing the whole family cross in front of us heading back into the jungle.  There were 4 adults with babies on their backs and the star Bwenge who posed for us a little bit before moving on.  He is one magnificent looking animal, and we were lucky we were in a clearing, so we got awesome photos, and Hope did the rounds of getting our pictures with him in the back ground – this was my WOW moment and I know I must have looked like an idiot with my mouth wide open, but Emma T and I just looked at each other and went WOW – he looked fake, that’s how great he looked, so silky and clean looking and those eyes looking back at us – AMAZING!!!!!  It is so hard to put into words how the next 60 minutes flew by.  We just followed them around in the jungle, watching them eat and the babies playing together, swinging from branches and we got plenty of time observing the silverback in all his glory.  Hope and the tracker were awesome, making sure we all got to see everything, chopping braches and weeds out of the way so we could get photos and just being able to see everything.  As it was jungle, we had to be careful of nettles, which some of us got attacked by, and through our clothes as well.  They are bloody dangerous buggers, but they only sting for a little while, leave a mosquito looking mark and then they disappear after a few hours, but man they hurt when they get you.

So in the end we had an amazing gorilla experience and it was very sad that we had to leave after our 60 minutes was up, but we had to leave them to get on with their ‘gorilla’ duties and we leave with our AMAZING, once in a life time opportunity we got to spend with them.  Just looking around the group, we all had smiles from ear to ear and I couldn’t have thought of a better way that that experience could have been better.  AWESOME, INSPIRING, AMAZING can’t even begin to explain how great it was.

We had made lunches that morning to take with us, so we decided to eat them in the shade of the jungle before heading back down the same way we had come.  With Dan all packed up, our trackers tipped (we all put in 10USD each) we started to make our way back down the mountain.  Our final altitude was 2910, so we had climbed nearly 400m, it was time to descend which I have to say was a lot easier than going up.  WE saw some of the same children we saw going up and there was a cute little group that were singing to us as we passed.  Lots of waves, smiles and hello’s from the locals as we passed back through their farmland.  We all must have looked like we had all won the lotto with the air about us and the smiles on our faces.  So about an hour to descend back to our waiting cars, 30 minute drive to a small center where they give us our Gorilla certificates, conveniently there are some shops with local handicrafts, so as I still hadn’t spent much I bought 2 beautiful woven baskets and 2 baby ones for Zoe and Tess.  After saying goodbye to Hope and tipping him quite handsomely, we got back in the 4x4 and headed for home. 

Once everyone was back, there was a real buzz. Everyone had seen gorillas, everyone got great photos, everyone had stories to tell and we all saw something different and all our groups were different.  One group had a family of 32, the other 6 and we had 13, and it didn’t seem to matter which one you had we all had a similar experience getting up close and personal.  The old 7m rule didn’t apply too much, it is a good thing that the gorilla’s don’t know this rule as some of us were at times only 1m from these creatures.  People were talking to other groups at registration and there were a few people that went out yesterday for 3 hours and didn’t see a single one and had to turn back.  Imagine that, but I guess they are creatures of the wild and one would have to have something at the back of your mind that there is a slim possibility that you could come all this way and not be successful!!!  Holy crackers it would be disappointing all the same though.

I do also need to make a special mention to Lil.  Lil fell over 4 nights ago at Lake Bunyonyi walking down the hill to set up her tent.  Her foot swelled to a balloon, luckily we have 2 nurses on board and they pretty much bandaged it, elevated it and drugged her up.  3 days later there was no improvement so when we got to Ruhengheri, so went to the hospital and got it x-rayed and she has a small fracture – her gorilla visit looked doomed.  But we found out you can pay porters to carry you up in a stretcher for 200AUD.  So after a lot of thinking, coming all this was and already paying 500AUD for the permit, you could NOT go.  Lucky she is a tiny thing; imagine the porters trying to stretcher me up the mountain?  They would have a hernia.  Apparently they go on the ‘easy’ track and this is also the one the oldies go on so they don’t have a heart attack I guess.  From her photos it looked like there were 6 porters carrying Lil, but at the end of the day, she also got to see the gorilla’s which was awesome for her.

Dinner was in town at a local hotel set up buffet style.  It was nice to have dinner out, even though Liz’s cooking has been more than I could have ever expected, to pop on a change of clothes and some mascara on the eyes was a pretty awesome feeling, considering back home I was a make-up gal through and through.  The hotel then opened the nightclub just for us, but I have to say in a massive BIG room and only 16 of us in it, it just didn’t quite have the atmosphere for this little bunny to energize through.  I stayed for a drink and then walked home with Astrid and Emma S.  I looked like a piker, but I didn’t care, I was super tired and had an upset stomach and needed to get back to mission control.  As it worked out, most people came back after an hour or so and a few of the diehard’s stayed out till 10.30pm, a mammoth effort since we had been up since 5.30am!!!!!!!!