(This is where the pictures start going missing, as our laptop was stolen in Mozambique, read more soon!)
Arriving in the beach city of Durban, we couldn’t really find a nice spot to overnight as most places were fully booked. We ended up at a hostel playing their music loud late into the night. Us being used to the rhythm of the sun, we were well tired and unamused by the time the music stopped. Earplugs didn’t help… To make matter worse, we found a leak from the rear axle dripping down from the right wheel. Nothing serious but nobody was going to help us on the Friday as everyone stops working in the afternoon to celebrate weekend. Parts were not available and instead of waiting over the weekend at this partyhostel we just bought some more oil and decided to address the problem at a later time in Johannesburg.
On the way north we visited the amphitheater hostel at Drakensberg national park. In the middle of nowhere they converted a farm into a big hostel, campground and lodge. It had a live show in the evening of a Swahili man singing songs and flapping his legs and slippers on the floor. Truly hilarious. We enjoyed the infra red sauna and the next day we hiked up the mountain. The whole day we enjoyed hiking in the park so we were completely broken in the evening. Thankfully we were able to try out the sauna again. Us being used to no exercise at all, made our following days stiff of muscle pain.
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The next day we entered Zimbabwe. This border is known for its waiting lines and slow processing. We expected the worst.