Botswana - Francistown

Toe ek vanoggend voor sonopkoms in my tentjie wakker geword het en ek hoor die bosveldvisvanger en die gesang en handeklap van vroue in die verte, het ek geweet my toer in Afrika het begin.

Internet is vrek duur hier, 30 Pula vir die 30 minute. Ek gaan vanaand in Kasane meer op my laptop skryf sodat ek dit vinniger vanaf 'n internet kafee kan stuur.

As I woke up before sunrise and I heard the kingfisher in the trees and the singing and hand clapping of women in the distance I knew my trip into Africa has really started.

As internet is expensive (30 Pula for 30 minutes) I am going to write more in Kasane tonight. Doing the whole report on the laptop and then just sending off at an internet cafe would make more sense.

Ek ruil my lasste Rand vir Pula.

Changing my last Rand into Pula

Van die min slaap het ek gister baie moeilik gery. In 'n oomblik waar my konsentrasie verslap het, het ek 'n groot slaggat getref. Ek moes eers stop en vir enige skade kyk.

I was very tired. I din't concentrate and then hit as massive pothole. I first had to stop to check for any damages.

'n Coke het gehelp om my wakker te hou.

A coke helped to keep me awake.

Die Shashe rivier so 30 km voor Francistown. Ek het nog nooit soveel water hier gesien nie.

The Shashe river 30 km before Francistown. I haven't seen so much water here before.

Ek begin sommer dadelik my noodrantsoen eet om my fiets ligter te kry.

I started off with my "emergency food" to get my bike lighter.

Ek gaan nou begin oppak en netnou die lang pad Kasane toe aanpak. Ek MOET my fiets ligter kry!

I am going to start packing my bike now to start the long trek towards Kasane. I have to get my bike lighter!