
A blog about traveling around Africa is going to have a lot of posts about bus rides, after all, it’s the transport of choice. Actually, scrap that. There is no choice for backpackers and locals alike. But this particular bus ride was a ride like no other. Definitely a laugh, or you might cry type of adventure.


At the moment Namibia’s tourism industry is flourishing. There no longer seems to be a low season. The owner of one of the backpackers suggested it could be due to a couple of reasons; there are no extremist threats or bombings to worry about, the value of Namibia’s currency makes it a relatively cheap option for Africa at the moment plus it is just an amazing country to visit.

Me, of little attention span, gets fidgety very quickly. For example, I only managed four hours in the Louvre Gallery in Paris before I had to leave. At home, watching a movie I tend to get up and do something numerous times; visit the toilet, go get a drink, go and find my nail file, you get the idea. And so by day three of my stay in the Okavango Delta, I found myself occupying oneself between trips by researching.
I’d actually been in Africa for just over three months when I made my trip into the Okavango Delta in Botswana. Being there felt like I was truly seeing Africa for the first time.
If you’re looking at being in Francistown and then traveling Francistown to Maun, Botswana by BUS then please read on. If you fancy going by train, unfortunately, you’re out of luck as there isn’t one.
To get from Jo’Burg, South Africa up to Gaborone, Botswana I booked a seat online, on the 