Tagged: Bulawayo

Bulawayo to Johannesburg: Back to the Future

Bulawayo to Johannesburg: Back to the Future

March 17 Bulawayo to Johannesburg: Back to the Future. Happy “I hope you drink Guinness all day” day!  It seems weird to not be drinking a lot of the black liquid gold today… I ran around Bulawayo, trying to find a place to print some photos to mail to friends.  I met a beautiful woman named Kimberly in a photo shop, but I am terrified of the 25% HIV population here in Zimbabwe.  I have decided to turn my crotch off...

Matobo National Park and National Art Gallery of Zimbabwe

Matobo National Park and National Art Gallery of Zimbabwe

March 16 Matobo National Park and National Art Gallery of Zimbabwe. I left my hotel which smelled like mouse urine. I was walking down the street when a dog freaked out and started barking at me.  Science says that dogs are colorblind, but there is no doubt that the dog recognized that I was alien to the majority of the population here.  It makes me wonder if I was frightening the dog that was clearly confused by my peculiar features....

Bulawayo: National Railway Museum

Bulawayo: National Railway Museum

March 15 Bulawayo: National Railway Museum. It is hard to get moving when there are people to entertain! I left the hotel in reasonable time this morning, on my way to visit three museums in Bulawayo.  My intentions were good.  Then, I ended up walking past a place that was selling Johannesburg bus tickets… I guess I am headed that direction so I went inside to inquire. Two women were sitting at a desk. I told them silly stories and...

The Road to Bulawayo: Hitting a Goat

The Road to Bulawayo: Hitting a Goat

The Road to Bulawayo: Hitting a Goat March 14 Sometimes, you can just feel when it is time to move on from where you are to see more of a country.  Other times, you have to get moving before people begin to realize how many days you have been wearing the same shirt and pair of shorts.  I left Shoestring Backpackers Lodge today a little for the former, but a lot for the latter.  It was time to change my...