It’s become an annual tradition now – to map out a photographic essay of the countries and destinations I’ve travelled to throughout the year. You may read my 2015 and 2016 travel highlights too. This year I welcomed the new year with two dear friends in Mozambique…
Ask any local and they will tell you that there are only two kinds of people in the world: those who love the Maputo Fish Market and those who loathe it. During my trip to Mozambique’s capital city (read: 48 hours in Maputo: A guide…
Time passes quickly when you’re in Maputo, especially on a first visit. One moment you’re eating a pastel de nata for breakfast and the next you’re having flame-grilled crayfish for dinner. Here’s my advice about what to do during a two-day visit to Mozambique‘s capital…
I first visited Mozambique in 2012 on a long road trip with my family to a seaside resort in Inhambane, in the southern part of the country. At the end of last year I was fortunate enough to return – twice! I visited the capital city of Maputo (and…
This post is inspired by Gary Arndt of Everything Everywhere Travel Blog and his 2015: A Year in Photography post. I travelled around South Africa quite a bit in 2015, more so than I have in previous years, both for work and leisure – I’m a strong supporter of…
This year I was hoping to participate in the fifth Put Foot Rally, perhaps I’ll go next year. My cousin, Pawel Motylski, and his team, The Polar Bear Express, won ‘Best Crew 2014’ and they told me all about their adventures. As seen in the…
“Sweets, sweets, sweeeeeets”, their hopeful cries disperse the nearby birds into a flutter. No one is in sight until clasped hands, toothy smiles and optimistic eyes are cast in our direction. These herders in Massingir were keeping an eye on their cows and goats as…
On our way from Inhambane, Mozambique to the Kruger National Park, we drove through Quissico, Xai Xai, Chokwe and Massingir and crossed the border at Giriyondo. We embarked on our adventure at 03:00 from Inhambane, Mozambique and arrived at our final destination (Kruger National Park,…
Tantalising smells allure me from a distance; the vivid colours of the produce draw me deeper into the inner workings of its core; the hustle enchants me, until I realise that I have been standing in the same place for over five minutes – allowing strangers…
The patchwork dhow harnessed the movement of the wind. One, two, three, four and another penetrated the surface of the thigh-high water at evenly spaced intervals. Commands rode upon the back of the wind and filled their ears causing muscles to clench in synchronised movements. Each hauled…
