So last summer was a washout. I finally took my 4 week holiday after Christmas, travelling (as crazy non-Zimbabweans do) to a country in political turmoil. Ah well, I've had a good life, I thought as I ambled onto the plane.
This was my first time to Africa. I just fell in love with the place. Plants and animals, animals and plants. It was the greenest place I've ever been (even greener than those rolling hills of Devon on a May day). The climate was a tonic. As well as visiting Zimbabwe, I was fortunate enough to visit Mozambique also.
Mozambique is not a place I would choose to go myself, but tagging along with my Zim buddies, I would heartily recommend it.
I wondered why I struggle so hard to grow palms in the UK.
A Mozambican Hyphaene species, growing in the dunes on a spit of sand between a river and the sea.
Here is probably one of many highlights of my visit to Zimbabwe. Walking with the lions.
An awesome way to spend January!
