Stories from Botswana on Don’t Stop Living – a lifestyle of travel
You could be forgiven for forgetting you were in a capital city while staying in Gaborone. That’s exactly the shy and quiet charm of the Botswanese capital. Gaoborone’s centre piece is a street called The Mall. It’s the city centre, and despite a few shopping centres cropping up in various parts of the Read more about Downtown Gaborone, Botswana: A Shy and Quiet Capital City[…]
Cramming so many things into my adventures means I often cut things short, without wanting to. I had to say farewell to Botswana on my third day. I had basically only decided to go there as I was staying in the north part of South Africa so close to the border that it would be Read more about Waiting For Grace At Park Station: Gaborone to Johannesburg[…]
A mid-day sun was shyly beaming through the clouds as I left the city of Pretoria behind. I arrived at Pretoria’s Main Railway Station by taxi for about 40 Rand from my hostel in Sunnyside. From Pretoria I had booked myself a cross-border bus the night before all the way to Gaborone, Botswana. It was Read more about Backpacking in South Africa: Pretoria to Tlokweng Via Groot Marico[…]
It was always the plan to visit Botswana. Well, since 2003, when I met my first ever Botswanese person – Fingile, who studied with me on the Public Relations course at Bournemouth University. Most of my friends on that actual course ended up being the non-English ones. Such as Francesca – a Welsh girl who Read more about From Bournemouth to Botswana (…Via A Broken Arm)[…]