Anybody who travels overland through the African continent has to become a little crazy. To do it many times - totally mad. However I am from Adelaide, Australia .... Maybe that says something. But to whoever has ever traveled Africa will understand the old saying "you can have a (wo)man out of Africa, but you can never take Africa from the (wo)man ".With all its bad press, reputation for danger, death and poverty there's a side to Africa most never see nor experience - the wild diversity of terrains from unforgiving deserts to tropical rainforest to intimidating mountain ranges. The people, languages, dress and customs is really a melting pot causeing the continent one of the most unique places in the world traveling overland.
With 5 expedition Land Rovers, 3 Aussies, 5 Kiwis and 1 German we put down on a 4 month expedition from top to bottom of the Africa continent. We were on our way. escorts adelaide
We were only available in Jordan because of its so-called ease in shipping vehicles. Ones definition of ease totally depends on ones threshold; the ship was 10 days late, the paperwork rivaled Mt Kilimanjaro in height; port opening and closing times appeared random - possibly influenced by the elements!
While in Jordan we took the chance to explore the Lost City of Petra, the desert of Wadi Rum (Lawrence of Arabia's hideout) and soak in the salty waters of the Dead Sea. But it was the African continent we were itching to reach. adelaide escorts
The adventure were only available in attempting to board the ferry from Aqaba to the port town Nuewiba, Egypt just over the Red Sea. The easiest way to spell it out the ferry port is chaotic. You can find no signs (not even in Arabic) and no indication of process. The sole rule is to not board the ferry until vehicle papers and passports are stamped. A random desk indicating immigration simply by the total amount of people pushing and elbowing attempting to squeeze passports by way of a small circular hole in the window manned with a gentleman in official uniform.
The ferry, a vintage Danish channel ferry, transported us to Egypt however not with no 3 hour delay left sitting on the docks while semi-trailers with turn table trailers expertly reversed onto the ramp and through the seemingly narrow cargo hole. 4 hours later we set foot on the African continent.
Egypt is not necessarily Africa; it is only positioned on the Continent but continues to be classified being an Arab nation. Nonetheless Egypt is really a warm and welcoming country, the Egyptians are masterful at making you believe you have received a discount of the century only to disappear and understand that same item costs half the price at home. Know more
Our first challenge was to complete the mountains of paperwork simply to obtain our vehicles to the country. Egypt has strict rules and regulations; if anyone knows just what they're I would love to learn! It is not as simple as just obtaining the Carnet de Passage (vehicle passport) stamped, Egyptian customs is similar to a maze; an area driving permit, local insurance, Egyptian number plates, countless photocopies and a lot of backsheesh (bribes) finally saw the formalities complete and us on our way to the shores of the Red Sea.
We were only available in Jordan because of its so-called ease in shipping vehicles. Ones definition of ease totally depends on ones threshold; the ship was 10 days late, the paperwork rivaled Mt Kilimanjaro in height; port opening and closing times appeared random - possibly influenced by the elements!
While in Jordan we took the chance to explore the Lost City of Petra, the desert of Wadi Rum (Lawrence of Arabia's hideout) and soak in the salty waters of the Dead Sea. But it was the African continent we were itching to reach. adelaide escorts
The adventure were only available in attempting to board the ferry from Aqaba to the port town Nuewiba, Egypt just over the Red Sea. The easiest way to spell it out the ferry port is chaotic. You can find no signs (not even in Arabic) and no indication of process. The sole rule is to not board the ferry until vehicle papers and passports are stamped. A random desk indicating immigration simply by the total amount of people pushing and elbowing attempting to squeeze passports by way of a small circular hole in the window manned with a gentleman in official uniform.
The ferry, a vintage Danish channel ferry, transported us to Egypt however not with no 3 hour delay left sitting on the docks while semi-trailers with turn table trailers expertly reversed onto the ramp and through the seemingly narrow cargo hole. 4 hours later we set foot on the African continent.
Egypt is not necessarily Africa; it is only positioned on the Continent but continues to be classified being an Arab nation. Nonetheless Egypt is really a warm and welcoming country, the Egyptians are masterful at making you believe you have received a discount of the century only to disappear and understand that same item costs half the price at home. Know more
Our first challenge was to complete the mountains of paperwork simply to obtain our vehicles to the country. Egypt has strict rules and regulations; if anyone knows just what they're I would love to learn! It is not as simple as just obtaining the Carnet de Passage (vehicle passport) stamped, Egyptian customs is similar to a maze; an area driving permit, local insurance, Egyptian number plates, countless photocopies and a lot of backsheesh (bribes) finally saw the formalities complete and us on our way to the shores of the Red Sea.
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