{"id":812,"date":"2019-04-08T00:04:09","date_gmt":"2019-04-07T22:04:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zeus.bitvalve.org\/blogs\/headingsouth\/wp\/?p=812"},"modified":"2019-04-08T00:04:09","modified_gmt":"2019-04-07T22:04:09","slug":"road-trip-through-east-south-africa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/headingsouth.bitvalve.org\/?p=812","title":{"rendered":"Road Trip through East South Africa"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As we had to return our car in Johannesburg at the end of our stay in South Africa and time started slowly to become of the essence, we decided to take a longer car ride from Colchester up the east coast towards Durban with a stop in the old fisher village Port St. Johns. The drive turned out to be quite interesting as we headed from the richer and more developed province of the Western Cape to the poorer provinces Eastern Cape and KwaZulu-Natal, which are mostly inhabited by black South Africans with a small percentage of colored people and hardly any whites. Leaving the suburbs of the big harbor city of Port Elizabeth, we almost felt like entering another country.<\/p>\n<p>The general level of development and the road infrastructure both decreased significantly. It was suddenly very common to have huge potholes on the street and quite regularly, the whole traffic came to a standstill as a herd of goats or cattle crossed the highway (!). Also the ride on the interstate frequently got spiced up with sudden 30kmh speed bumps with little or no signalization beforehand &#8211; particularly interesting when the speed limit is otherwise 120 kmh&#8230; Also the streets are all of a sudden populated with large amounts of people, particularly inside the cities, and the traffic overall becomes quite chaotic with donkey-carts crossing the streets, lights being entirely ignored and people jogging across the highway, climbing over the lane divider in the middle, to cross the road&#8230; On the way we tried to withdraw some money to be able to buy some lunch but always wondered about the gigantic queues of more than 50 people in front of every single ATM we found. We later learned that this is a common phenomenon at the beginning of the month as salaries are being paid out then and everyone tries to pick up the money for the month&#8230; We ended up having lunch in a town (we could pay with card!) where we quite likely where the only white people in a large radius and also got quite a few weird looks by the locals, usually accompanied by smiles, however \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>After some seven hours of driving, we arrived in Port St. Johns in the charming Delicious Monster Guesthouse up on a hill in the jungle, overlooking the ocean. Befittingly, we enjoyed a <em>delicious<\/em> meal of grilled fish and had a small chat with a Swedish couple staying in the same guesthouse.<\/p>\n<p>The next morning we checked out of the guesthouse and took a walk along the beach in the bay below. We met up with a few local fisherman living in the villages along the coast. They are mostly catching crayfish but every now and then they also catch big tiger sharks weighing several hundred kgs, as one of them proudly explained to us. After the walk, we hopped back in our car as we had another 5h of driving to get to uMhlanga just north of Durban (yes, the distances here are crazy&#8230;), where we wanted to spend the next days, ideally with some diving and kite surfing. However the weather thwarted our plans (bad visibility in the water and too little wind above) so that we were forced to take it easy for the next two days. We explored the charming waterfront in the city &#8211; of course with crashing waves, explored the nature reserve at the edge of the city and visited the aquarium with a large amount of sharks, at least some underwater action&#8230;<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p>Da wir unser Auto am Ende unseres Aufenthaltes in S\u00fcdafrika in Johannesburg zur\u00fcckgeben mussten und die Zeit langsam an Fahrt gewann, beschlossen wir, eine l\u00e4ngere Autofahrt von Colchester die Ostk\u00fcste hinauf nach Durban mit einem Stopp im alten Fischerdorf Port St. Johns zu machen. Die Fahrt erwies sich als sehr interessant, da wir von der reicheren und entwickelteren Provinz des Westkaps in die \u00e4rmeren Provinzen Eastern Cape und KwaZulu-Natal fuhren, die gr\u00f6\u00dftenteils von schwarzen S\u00fcdafrikanern bewohnt werden, mit einem kleinen Anteil an farbigen Menschen und kaum Wei\u00dfen. Als wir die Vororte der gro\u00dfen Hafenstadt Port Elizabeth verlie\u00dfen, hatten wir fast das Gef\u00fchl, ein anderes Land zu betreten.<\/p>\n<p>Sowohl der allgemeine Entwicklungsstand als auch die Stra\u00dfeninfrastruktur gingen deutlich zur\u00fcck. Es war pl\u00f6tzlich sehr verbreitet, riesige Schlagl\u00f6cher auf der Stra\u00dfe zu haben, und ziemlich regelm\u00e4\u00dfig kam der gesamte Verkehr zum Erliegen, als eine Herde von Ziegen oder Rindern die Stra\u00dfe \u00fcberquerte (!). Auch die Fahrt auf der Autobahn wurde h\u00e4ufig mit pl\u00f6tzlichen 30kmh Stra\u00dfenschwellen ohne oder mit geringer Signalisierung gew\u00fcrzt &#8211; besonders interessant, wenn die H\u00f6chstgeschwindigkeit sonst 120kmh betr\u00e4gt&#8230; Auch die Stra\u00dfen sind pl\u00f6tzlich mit vielen Menschen bev\u00f6lkert, vor allem in den St\u00e4dten, und der Verkehr wird insgesamt ziemlich chaotisch mit Eselskarren, die die Stra\u00dfen \u00fcberqueren, Lichter werden v\u00f6llig ignoriert und die Leute joggen \u00fcber die Autobahn, klettern \u00fcber den Spurteiler in der Mitte, um die Stra\u00dfe zu \u00fcberqueren&#8230;.. Unterwegs versuchten wir, etwas Geld abzuheben, um ein Mittagessen kaufen zu k\u00f6nnen, wunderten uns aber immer \u00fcber die gigantischen Warteschlangen von mehr als 50 Leuten vor jedem einzelnen Geldautomaten, den wir fanden. Sp\u00e4ter erfuhren wir, dass dies zu Beginn des Monats ein h\u00e4ufiges Ph\u00e4nomen ist, da die Geh\u00e4lter dann ausgezahlt werden und jeder versucht, das Geld f\u00fcr den Monat aufzubringen&#8230; Wir a\u00dfen in einer Stadt zu Mittag (wir konnten mit Karte bezahlen!), wo wir wahrscheinlich die einzigen Wei\u00dfen in einem gro\u00dfen Radius waren und auch einige seltsame Blicke von den Einheimischen bekamen, meist begleitet von einem L\u00e4cheln, aber \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>Nach etwa sieben Stunden Fahrt kamen wir in Port St. Johns im charmanten Delicious Monster Guesthouse auf einem H\u00fcgel im Dschungel mit Blick auf das Meer an. Passend dazu genossen wir eine k\u00f6stliche Mahlzeit mit gegrilltem Fisch und hatten ein kleines Gespr\u00e4ch mit einem schwedischen Paar, das im selben G\u00e4stehaus wohnt.<\/p>\n<p>Am n\u00e4chsten Morgen checkten wir aus dem G\u00e4stehaus aus und machten einen Spaziergang am Strand in der Bucht darunter. Wir trafen uns mit einigen lokalen Fischern, die in den D\u00f6rfern entlang der K\u00fcste leben. Sie fangen haupts\u00e4chlich Krebse und Langusten, aber ab und zu fangen sie auch gro\u00dfe Tigerhaie mit einem Gewicht von mehreren hundert Kilogramm, wie uns einer von ihnen stolz erkl\u00e4rte. Nach dem Spaziergang sprangen wir zur\u00fcck in unser Auto, da wir noch weitere 5 Stunden Fahrt hatten, um nach Mailand n\u00f6rdlich von Durban zu kommen (ja, die Entfernungen hier sind verr\u00fcckt&#8230;), wo wir die n\u00e4chsten Tage verbringen wollten, idealerweise mit etwas Tauchen und Kitesurfen. Das Wetter vereitelte jedoch unsere Pl\u00e4ne (schlechte Sicht im Wasser und zu wenig Wind oben), so dass wir gezwungen waren, es f\u00fcr die n\u00e4chsten zwei Tage ruhig anzugehen. Wir erkundeten die charmante Uferpromenade der Stadt &#8211; nat\u00fcrlich mit st\u00fcrzenden Wellen, erkundeten das Naturschutzgebiet am Rande der Stadt und besuchten das Aquarium mit einer gro\u00dfen Anzahl von Haien, zumindest etwas Unterwasser-Action&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-818 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190401_1553348028360522890898368.jpg\" width=\"2328\" height=\"1746\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-817 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190401_160811_hdr365310663804945404.jpg\" width=\"2328\" height=\"1746\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-821 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190401154011_img_3080-18413547305764057203.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-820 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402084850_img_3100-1263680443050639051.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-823 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402094910_img_3134-17663406995785506029.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full\" data-wpid=\"253\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402_0805231545461552534856416.jpg\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-822 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402101134_img_3157-11764626540196326728.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-825 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402102439_img_3167-15739369851199363826.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-824 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402100114_img_3151-16572273123825415458.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-826 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402102330_img_3166-12078770697166462906.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-827 alignnone size-full\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190402114624_img_3169-15747238296845047764.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190404_1700556436983042461642591.jpg\" width=\"2328\" height=\"1746\" class=\"wp-image-819 alignnone size-full\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190403140734_img_31826054671157164033643.jpg\" class=\"wp-image-837 alignnone size-full\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190404102824_img_32012827234328805477798.jpg\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-840 size-full\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190404113209_img_32158973569034912274135.jpg\" class=\"wp-image-839 alignnone size-full\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190404114052_img_32263912730571981706364.jpg\" class=\"wp-image-838 alignnone size-full\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/20190404115324_img_32274010590180407606489.jpg\" class=\"wp-image-842 alignnone size-full\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As we had to return our car in Johannesburg at the end of our stay in South Africa and time started slowly to become of the essence, we decided to take a longer car ride from Colchester up the east coast towards Durban with a stop in the old fisher village Port St. Johns. 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