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  1. Your dream Malawi journey starts here. πŸ“·πŸ“·
    Skip the long queues and apply for your Malawi eVisa online. Fast, secure, and easy.

    πŸ“· Get started: malawi-evisa.com

  2. Inspiration and ease of access.

    Your gateway to the heart of Africa is just a few clicks away! πŸ‡¬πŸ‡¦βœ¨

    Dreaming of exploring Gabon’s stunning coastlines and lush rainforests? We’ve made the process simpler than ever. Skip the embassy queues and get your Gabon E-Visa online.

    βœ… No complicated appointments
    βœ… Fast processing
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    Ready to start your adventure?
    πŸ”— Apply now: evisa-gabon.com/

  3. There's a particular kind of quiet you only find at the edge of a savannah at dusk.
    Not silence β€” the grasses move, hornbills call, a distant elephant exhales β€” but quiet in the sense that nothing is demanding anything from you.
    This is that place. Serengeti. Golden hour. No algorithm required.
    🌍 #SlowTravel #LuxuryTravel #Wildlife #Serengeti #Photography #NaturePhotography #AfricaTravel

  4. There's a particular kind of quiet you only find at the edge of a savannah at dusk.
    Not silence β€” the grasses move, hornbills call, a distant elephant exhales β€” but quiet in the sense that nothing is demanding anything from you.
    This is that place. Serengeti. Golden hour. No algorithm required.
    🌍 #SlowTravel #LuxuryTravel #Wildlife #Serengeti #Photography #NaturePhotography #AfricaTravel

  5. There's a particular kind of quiet you only find at the edge of a savannah at dusk.
    Not silence β€” the grasses move, hornbills call, a distant elephant exhales β€” but quiet in the sense that nothing is demanding anything from you.
    This is that place. Serengeti. Golden hour. No algorithm required.
    🌍 #SlowTravel #LuxuryTravel #Wildlife #Serengeti #Photography #NaturePhotography #AfricaTravel

  6. There's a particular kind of quiet you only find at the edge of a savannah at dusk.
    Not silence β€” the grasses move, hornbills call, a distant elephant exhales β€” but quiet in the sense that nothing is demanding anything from you.
    This is that place. Serengeti. Golden hour. No algorithm required.
    🌍 #SlowTravel #LuxuryTravel #Wildlife #Serengeti #Photography #NaturePhotography #AfricaTravel

  7. There's a particular kind of quiet you only find at the edge of a savannah at dusk.
    Not silence β€” the grasses move, hornbills call, a distant elephant exhales β€” but quiet in the sense that nothing is demanding anything from you.
    This is that place. Serengeti. Golden hour. No algorithm required.
    🌍 #SlowTravel #LuxuryTravel #Wildlife #Serengeti #Photography #NaturePhotography #AfricaTravel

  8. From Laundry to Linux: Two Productive Days in Lusaka

    Yesterday (April 30) and today (May 1), I spent some time doing laundry while also setting up my Raspberry Pi with Umbrel OS. I installed the software I need and started backing up my data today, deciding to go with Seafile for it.

    I worked on all of this at the hostel, then took a walk to the university and continued in the library. Later, I went to a burger place and enjoyed a Friday deal.

    Here are some photos from these two days.

    #DailyLife #TravelLife #DigitalNomad #RaspberryPi #UmbrelOS #SelfHosting #Seafile #DataBackup #OpenSource #Linux #Homelab #Privacy #TechLife #HostelLife #UniversityLife #LibraryTime #FridayVibes #Foodie #BurgerTime #LifeUpdate #Lusaka #Zambia #ExploreZambia #LusakaLife #AfricaTravel #VisitZambia #ZambiaLife #LusakaDiaries #NomadInAfrica #WanderAfrica

    πŸ“ Lusaka, Zambia

  9. From Laundry to Linux: Two Productive Days in Lusaka

    Yesterday (April 30) and today (May 1), I spent some time doing laundry while also setting up my Raspberry Pi with Umbrel OS. I installed the software I need and started backing up my data today, deciding to go with Seafile for it.

    I worked on all of this at the hostel, then took a walk to the university and continued in the library. Later, I went to a burger place and enjoyed a Friday deal.

    Here are some photos from these two days.

    #DailyLife #TravelLife #DigitalNomad #RaspberryPi #UmbrelOS #SelfHosting #Seafile #DataBackup #OpenSource #Linux #Homelab #Privacy #TechLife #HostelLife #UniversityLife #LibraryTime #FridayVibes #Foodie #BurgerTime #LifeUpdate #Lusaka #Zambia #ExploreZambia #LusakaLife #AfricaTravel #VisitZambia #ZambiaLife #LusakaDiaries #NomadInAfrica #WanderAfrica

    πŸ“ Lusaka, Zambia

  10. From Laundry to Linux: Two Productive Days in Lusaka

    Yesterday (April 30) and today (May 1), I spent some time doing laundry while also setting up my Raspberry Pi with Umbrel OS. I installed the software I need and started backing up my data today, deciding to go with Seafile for it.

    I worked on all of this at the hostel, then took a walk to the university and continued in the library. Later, I went to a burger place and enjoyed a Friday deal.

    Here are some photos from these two days.

    #DailyLife #TravelLife #DigitalNomad #RaspberryPi #UmbrelOS #SelfHosting #Seafile #DataBackup #OpenSource #Linux #Homelab #Privacy #TechLife #HostelLife #UniversityLife #LibraryTime #FridayVibes #Foodie #BurgerTime #LifeUpdate #Lusaka #Zambia #ExploreZambia #LusakaLife #AfricaTravel #VisitZambia #ZambiaLife #LusakaDiaries #NomadInAfrica #WanderAfrica

    πŸ“ Lusaka, Zambia

  11. From Laundry to Linux: Two Productive Days in Lusaka

    Yesterday (April 30) and today (May 1), I spent some time doing laundry while also setting up my Raspberry Pi with Umbrel OS. I installed the software I need and started backing up my data today, deciding to go with Seafile for it.

    I worked on all of this at the hostel, then took a walk to the university and continued in the library. Later, I went to a burger place and enjoyed a Friday deal.

    Here are some photos from these two days.

    #DailyLife #TravelLife #DigitalNomad #RaspberryPi #UmbrelOS #SelfHosting #Seafile #DataBackup #OpenSource #Linux #Homelab #Privacy #TechLife #HostelLife #UniversityLife #LibraryTime #FridayVibes #Foodie #BurgerTime #LifeUpdate #Lusaka #Zambia #ExploreZambia #LusakaLife #AfricaTravel #VisitZambia #ZambiaLife #LusakaDiaries #NomadInAfrica #WanderAfrica

    πŸ“ Lusaka, Zambia

  12. From Laundry to Linux: Two Productive Days in Lusaka

    Yesterday (April 30) and today (May 1), I spent some time doing laundry while also setting up my Raspberry Pi with Umbrel OS. I installed the software I need and started backing up my data today, deciding to go with Seafile for it.

    I worked on all of this at the hostel, then took a walk to the university and continued in the library. Later, I went to a burger place and enjoyed a Friday deal.

    Here are some photos from these two days.

    #DailyLife #TravelLife #DigitalNomad #RaspberryPi #UmbrelOS #SelfHosting #Seafile #DataBackup #OpenSource #Linux #Homelab #Privacy #TechLife #HostelLife #UniversityLife #LibraryTime #FridayVibes #Foodie #BurgerTime #LifeUpdate #Lusaka #Zambia #ExploreZambia #LusakaLife #AfricaTravel #VisitZambia #ZambiaLife #LusakaDiaries #NomadInAfrica #WanderAfrica

    πŸ“ Lusaka, Zambia

  13. Yesterday (April 30) and today (May 1), I spent some time doing laundry while also setting up my Raspberry Pi with Umbrel OS. I installed the software I need and started backing up my data today, deciding to go with Seafile for that.

    I worked on all of this at the hostel, then took a walk over to the university and continued in the library. Later today, I headed to a burger place and took advantage of a Friday deal.

    Here are a few photos from these two days.

    πŸ“ Lusaka, Zambia

    #DailyLife #TravelLife #DigitalNomad #RaspberryPi #UmbrelOS #SelfHosting #Seafile #DataBackup #OpenSource #Linux #Homelab #Privacy #TechLife #HostelLife #UniversityLife #LibraryTime #FridayVibes #Foodie #BurgerTime #LifeUpdate #Lusaka #Zambia #ExploreZambia #LusakaLife #AfricaTravel #VisitZambia #ZambiaLife #LusakaDiaries #NomadInAfrica #WanderAfrica

  14. Things never to do on a Ugandan safari.

    Planning a trip to the Pearl of Africa? Don't let a rookie mistake ruin your 2026 adventure! From the Tsetse fly blues to the 7-meter gorilla rule, we’ve rounded up the absolute NO-GOs for your Ugandan Safari. Stay safe, stay respectful, and get the shots that matter. #UgandaSafari #TravelTips #GorillaTrekking #VisitUganda #SustainableTravel #SafariEtiquette #AfricaTravel

    gorillawalkingsafarisblog.word

  15. Ready for the trip of a lifetime? 🌍 Don't let visa hurdles slow you down. Start your Botswana journey with a quick, secure eVisa application.

    Apply, Approve, and Explore! πŸ¦“

    Visit the portal: evisa-botswana.com/botswana-to

  16. europesays.com/africa/206277/ Acacia Africa Opens Up Over 80 Adventure Tours to Families with Teen Explorers β€” Acacia Africa #Africa #africatravel

  17. From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” across Namibia, through the Caprivi Strip, into Botswana, and finally Zambia.

    A long journey on an Intercape double-decker, crossing 4 border posts, switching to a shuttle in Katima, and even passing through Chobe National Park where a group of elephants crossed the road right in front of us 🐘

    After everything that happened in Windhoek, this trip felt different. Losing my phone and all my photos still hurts β€” but I’m grateful I made it safely.

    Now it’s time to slow down, rest, and get things sorted again.

    I wrote the full story here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f…

    #Travel #TravelLife #NomadLife #Africa #AfricaTravel #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #CapriviStrip #Chobe #Livingstone #Backpacking #Overland #Adventure #TravelStory #OnTheRoad #DigitalNomad #TravelBlog #Hive #PeakD

  18. From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” across Namibia, through the Caprivi Strip, into Botswana, and finally Zambia.

    A long journey on an Intercape double-decker, crossing 4 border posts, switching to a shuttle in Katima, and even passing through Chobe National Park where a group of elephants crossed the road right in front of us 🐘

    After everything that happened in Windhoek, this trip felt different. Losing my phone and all my photos still hurts β€” but I’m grateful I made it safely.

    Now it’s time to slow down, rest, and get things sorted again.

    I wrote the full story here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f…

    #Travel #TravelLife #NomadLife #Africa #AfricaTravel #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #CapriviStrip #Chobe #Livingstone #Backpacking #Overland #Adventure #TravelStory #OnTheRoad #DigitalNomad #TravelBlog #Hive #PeakD

  19. From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” across Namibia, through the Caprivi Strip, into Botswana, and finally Zambia.

    A long journey on an Intercape double-decker, crossing 4 border posts, switching to a shuttle in Katima, and even passing through Chobe National Park where a group of elephants crossed the road right in front of us 🐘

    After everything that happened in Windhoek, this trip felt different. Losing my phone and all my photos still hurts β€” but I’m grateful I made it safely.

    Now it’s time to slow down, rest, and get things sorted again.

    I wrote the full story here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f…

    #Travel #TravelLife #NomadLife #Africa #AfricaTravel #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #CapriviStrip #Chobe #Livingstone #Backpacking #Overland #Adventure #TravelStory #OnTheRoad #DigitalNomad #TravelBlog #Hive #PeakD

  20. From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” across Namibia, through the Caprivi Strip, into Botswana, and finally Zambia.

    A long journey on an Intercape double-decker, crossing 4 border posts, switching to a shuttle in Katima, and even passing through Chobe National Park where a group of elephants crossed the road right in front of us 🐘

    After everything that happened in Windhoek, this trip felt different. Losing my phone and all my photos still hurts β€” but I’m grateful I made it safely.

    Now it’s time to slow down, rest, and get things sorted again.

    I wrote the full story here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f…

    #Travel #TravelLife #NomadLife #Africa #AfricaTravel #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #CapriviStrip #Chobe #Livingstone #Backpacking #Overland #Adventure #TravelStory #OnTheRoad #DigitalNomad #TravelBlog #Hive #PeakD

  21. From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” across Namibia, through the Caprivi Strip, into Botswana, and finally Zambia.

    A long journey on an Intercape double-decker, crossing 4 border posts, switching to a shuttle in Katima, and even passing through Chobe National Park where a group of elephants crossed the road right in front of us 🐘

    After everything that happened in Windhoek, this trip felt different. Losing my phone and all my photos still hurts β€” but I’m grateful I made it safely.

    Now it’s time to slow down, rest, and get things sorted again.

    I wrote the full story here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f…

    #Travel #TravelLife #NomadLife #Africa #AfricaTravel #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #CapriviStrip #Chobe #Livingstone #Backpacking #Overland #Adventure #TravelStory #OnTheRoad #DigitalNomad #TravelBlog #Hive #PeakD

  22. Crossed 3 countries, 4 border posts, and even shared the road with elephants 🐘

    From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” long ride, little sleep, but I made it. Now it’s time to rest and reset after everything that happened.

    I wrote it all down here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f

    #TravelLife #AfricaTravel #OnTheRoad #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #travel #robbery #fail

  23. Crossed 3 countries, 4 border posts, and even shared the road with elephants 🐘

    From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” long ride, little sleep, but I made it. Now it’s time to rest and reset after everything that happened.

    I wrote it all down here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f

    #TravelLife #AfricaTravel #OnTheRoad #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #travel #robbery #fail

  24. Crossed 3 countries, 4 border posts, and even shared the road with elephants 🐘

    From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” long ride, little sleep, but I made it. Now it’s time to rest and reset after everything that happened.

    I wrote it all down here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f

    #TravelLife #AfricaTravel #OnTheRoad #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #travel #robbery #fail

  25. Crossed 3 countries, 4 border posts, and even shared the road with elephants 🐘

    From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” long ride, little sleep, but I made it. Now it’s time to rest and reset after everything that happened.

    I wrote it all down here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f

    #TravelLife #AfricaTravel #OnTheRoad #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #travel #robbery #fail

  26. Crossed 3 countries, 4 border posts, and even shared the road with elephants 🐘

    From Windhoek to Livingstone β€” long ride, little sleep, but I made it. Now it’s time to rest and reset after everything that happened.

    I wrote it all down here πŸ‘‡
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f

    #TravelLife #AfricaTravel #OnTheRoad #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #travel #robbery #fail

  27. Adventures Over Material Things πŸ˜πŸ¦“ | Victoria Falls Zambia Travel #Shorts

    Choose adventures over material things! Experience the breathtaking beauty ofVictoria Falls in Zambia, one of Africa’s most incredible natural wonders. Travel, explore, and create unforgettable memories in the wild heart of Africa. πŸŒπŸ¦“βœ¨

    πŸ‘‰ voyagefox.de/

    #zambia #victoriafalls #africa #africatravel #TIA #bucketlist #travelshorts #naturephotography

  28. Overland from Moshi to Lusaka: 2500 Kilometers South


    This journey was not about comfort.
    It was about continuing forward, even when the road was rough, the weather unfriendly, and energy low.

    From Moshi in northern Tanzania to Lusaka in Zambia, the trip covered about 2500 kilometers by land β€” buses, waiting halls, border crossings, and long hours of movement.

    Departure from Moshi


    I left Moshi in the late afternoon heat of February 8. The bus was large but already crowded. The air inside was warm and heavy, and the road vibrations started almost immediately after departure.

    At first I had space. Soon more passengers entered, and my backpack ended up on my lap. From that moment, movement meant adjustment β€” shifting shoulders, protecting space, balancing the bag.

    The road stretched into darkness. Stops came and went.
    Immigration checks in the night brought the journey to a halt. A stamp in my passport led officials to believe I had overstayed, and I had to work through the dates with them. When the error was cleared up, the bus rolled south again.

    The ride was loud, uneven, and constant.

    Arrival in Iringa β€” Rain and Recovery


    We reached Iringa early in the morning. The bus station toilets were flooded and difficult to use. Someone poured liquid over my hands β€” I thought it was water, but it was soap. Eventually rainwater from a barrel helped rinse it off.

    The hostel looked abandoned from outside but inside it was clean and calm. After the long ride, simply lying down felt like a reward.

    Rain followed me through Iringa. Streets turned muddy, shoes became soaked, and nothing dried properly. I stayed two nights to recover and regain energy.

    South to Mbeya


    The next stage began early in Iringa. I woke up at 03:15, packed, showered, and prepared to leave. While it was still dark, I walked quickly to the Kimotco bus office and arrived around 04:20. The bus reached the station shortly after 05:00 and finally departed at 05:30, continuing through hills and long stretches of road toward Mbeya.

    The ride to Mbeya was rough and slow. Seats were tight, the bus shook constantly, and hours passed without comfort.

    By arrival my body was worn down. Mbeya was cloudy and quiet, with light rain hanging in the air. I first walked through unfamiliar streets toward a backpackers place I had found on the map, but when I arrived there was no hostel β€” only a yard with an aggressive dog behind a metal gate and no one answering. After waiting and asking nearby workers, it became clear the place did not exist anymore. With rain starting again and no energy to search further, I returned toward the bus station area and found a simple low-standard hotel nearby. I stayed there to rest and prepare for the border crossing ahead.

    Toward the Border


    From Mbeya I took a local bus toward Tunduma around midday. About halfway through the ride the conductor collected 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €). The journey took roughly three hours, and instead of stopping outside town like before, the bus went straight to the terminal in Mpemba. From there I took a tuk-tuk for 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €) to the roundabout near the border.

    I arrived at the roundabout in the early afternoon and continued on foot, walking through shops and construction areas toward the border control. After waiting in line and completing exit procedures on the Tanzanian side and Zambia stamped me in with a 30-day entry. I crossed on foot into Nakonde to begin the next stage of the journey.

    Walking meant noise, pressure, and constant offers from sellers and transport agents. Some followed closely. Some grabbed my arm. The only strategy was calm refusal and steady movement forward.

    Crossing on foot made the transition feel very real β€” one step at a time between two countries.

    Nakonde β€” Waiting Through the Night


    In Zambia, buses are not allowed to travel at night. That meant hours of waiting at the station.

    The building was cold. People rested wherever they could β€” benches, floors, bags as pillows. I found a sofa near a charging socket and stayed there.

    Sleep came only in short moments. The focus was simple: keep belongings safe, keep the phone charging, wait for departure.

    Eventually, while it was still dark, boarding began in the early morning.

    The Long Road to Lusaka


    The bus departed in darkness. Sunrise arrived hours later, slowly lighting villages, roadside activity, and the long route south.

    The ride included checkpoints, short stops, and one moment when workers inspected a tire beneath my seat after a burning smell appeared.

    In Mpika there was a short stop and a paid toilet. Then the road continued, kilometer after kilometer.

    By the time Lusaka appeared, the journey felt both long and strangely distant.

    Arrival in Lusaka


    Arrival in Lusaka was quiet rather than dramatic. After getting off the bus, a driver offered to take me across the city for 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €). The ride was long and passed through areas that did not feel safe at night. In the late evening I reached Natwange Backpackers, where I checked in, paid 7 € per night plus the earlier 2.61 € booking fee on the online Plattform, and finally found a place to rest.
    Late in the evening I found a simple meal before resting. After days of buses, waiting, and movement, a bed felt like stability again.

    The journey that began on February 8 at 16:00 in Moshi reached its destination on February 14 in the late evening in Lusaka β€” not as an ending, but as a pause before the road continues onward.

    Costs of the Journey


    Food and daily meals are not included here. Only major transport and accommodation.

    Tanzania


    • Moshi β†’ Iringa bus: 50,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 17.86 €)
    • Iringa β†’ Mbeya bus: 20,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 7.14 €)
    • Mbeya β†’ Tunduma bus: 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €)
    • Tuk-tuk to border: 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €)
    • Iringa accommodation (2 nights): 14.71 €
    • Mbeya accommodation (2 nights): 40,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 14.29 €)

    Tanzania total: β‰ˆ 56.32 €

    Zambia


    • Nakonde β†’ Lusaka bus: 500 ZMW (β‰ˆ 17.24 €)
    • Taxi in Lusaka: 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €)
    • Lusaka accommodation (2 nights): 14.00 €
    • Booking fee: 2.61 €
    • Dinner on arrival: 120 ZMW (β‰ˆ 4.14 €)
    • Toilet stop: 2 ZMW (β‰ˆ 0.07 €)

    Zambia total: β‰ˆ 41.51 €

    Total journey cost: β‰ˆ 97.83 €

    Reflection


    This trip was not defined by scenery or comfort.
    It was defined by persistence.

    Wet shoes.
    Crowded buses.
    Waiting halls.
    Border lines.
    Long distances.

    But each stage moved the journey forward.
    And sometimes that is enough.

    The road continues.

    Support & Follow the Journey


    If you enjoy following my overland travels and want to support the road ahead:

    ⚑ Lightning: [email protected]
    β˜• Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/rubenstorm

    You can also follow along here:

    🐘 Mastodon
    @rubenstorm

    πŸ“Έ Pixelfed
    @rubenstorm

    Thank you for being part of the journey.

    #overlandtravel #africatravel #tanzania #zambia #busjourney #bordercrossing #backpacking #slowtravel #travelblog #travelstory #overland #longdistance #adventure #lusaka #journey #blog #travel

  29. Overland from Moshi to Lusaka: 2500 Kilometers South


    This journey was not about comfort.
    It was about continuing forward, even when the road was rough, the weather unfriendly, and energy low.

    From Moshi in northern Tanzania to Lusaka in Zambia, the trip covered about 2500 kilometers by land β€” buses, waiting halls, border crossings, and long hours of movement.

    Departure from Moshi


    I left Moshi in the late afternoon heat of February 8. The bus was large but already crowded. The air inside was warm and heavy, and the road vibrations started almost immediately after departure.

    At first I had space. Soon more passengers entered, and my backpack ended up on my lap. From that moment, movement meant adjustment β€” shifting shoulders, protecting space, balancing the bag.

    The road stretched into darkness. Stops came and went.
    Immigration checks in the night brought the journey to a halt. A stamp in my passport led officials to believe I had overstayed, and I had to work through the dates with them. When the error was cleared up, the bus rolled south again.

    The ride was loud, uneven, and constant.

    Arrival in Iringa β€” Rain and Recovery


    We reached Iringa early in the morning. The bus station toilets were flooded and difficult to use. Someone poured liquid over my hands β€” I thought it was water, but it was soap. Eventually rainwater from a barrel helped rinse it off.

    The hostel looked abandoned from outside but inside it was clean and calm. After the long ride, simply lying down felt like a reward.

    Rain followed me through Iringa. Streets turned muddy, shoes became soaked, and nothing dried properly. I stayed two nights to recover and regain energy.

    South to Mbeya


    The next stage began early in Iringa. I woke up at 03:15, packed, showered, and prepared to leave. While it was still dark, I walked quickly to the Kimotco bus office and arrived around 04:20. The bus reached the station shortly after 05:00 and finally departed at 05:30, continuing through hills and long stretches of road toward Mbeya.

    The ride to Mbeya was rough and slow. Seats were tight, the bus shook constantly, and hours passed without comfort.

    By arrival my body was worn down. Mbeya was cloudy and quiet, with light rain hanging in the air. I first walked through unfamiliar streets toward a backpackers place I had found on the map, but when I arrived there was no hostel β€” only a yard with an aggressive dog behind a metal gate and no one answering. After waiting and asking nearby workers, it became clear the place did not exist anymore. With rain starting again and no energy to search further, I returned toward the bus station area and found a simple low-standard hotel nearby. I stayed there to rest and prepare for the border crossing ahead.

    Toward the Border


    From Mbeya I took a local bus toward Tunduma around midday. About halfway through the ride the conductor collected 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €). The journey took roughly three hours, and instead of stopping outside town like before, the bus went straight to the terminal in Mpemba. From there I took a tuk-tuk for 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €) to the roundabout near the border.

    I arrived at the roundabout in the early afternoon and continued on foot, walking through shops and construction areas toward the border control. After waiting in line and completing exit procedures on the Tanzanian side and Zambia stamped me in with a 30-day entry. I crossed on foot into Nakonde to begin the next stage of the journey.

    Walking meant noise, pressure, and constant offers from sellers and transport agents. Some followed closely. Some grabbed my arm. The only strategy was calm refusal and steady movement forward.

    Crossing on foot made the transition feel very real β€” one step at a time between two countries.

    Nakonde β€” Waiting Through the Night


    In Zambia, buses are not allowed to travel at night. That meant hours of waiting at the station.

    The building was cold. People rested wherever they could β€” benches, floors, bags as pillows. I found a sofa near a charging socket and stayed there.

    Sleep came only in short moments. The focus was simple: keep belongings safe, keep the phone charging, wait for departure.

    Eventually, while it was still dark, boarding began in the early morning.

    The Long Road to Lusaka


    The bus departed in darkness. Sunrise arrived hours later, slowly lighting villages, roadside activity, and the long route south.

    The ride included checkpoints, short stops, and one moment when workers inspected a tire beneath my seat after a burning smell appeared.

    In Mpika there was a short stop and a paid toilet. Then the road continued, kilometer after kilometer.

    By the time Lusaka appeared, the journey felt both long and strangely distant.

    Arrival in Lusaka


    Arrival in Lusaka was quiet rather than dramatic. After getting off the bus, a driver offered to take me across the city for 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €). The ride was long and passed through areas that did not feel safe at night. In the late evening I reached Natwange Backpackers, where I checked in, paid 7 € per night plus the earlier 2.61 € booking fee on the online Plattform, and finally found a place to rest.
    Late in the evening I found a simple meal before resting. After days of buses, waiting, and movement, a bed felt like stability again.

    The journey that began on February 8 at 16:00 in Moshi reached its destination on February 14 in the late evening in Lusaka β€” not as an ending, but as a pause before the road continues onward.

    Costs of the Journey


    Food and daily meals are not included here. Only major transport and accommodation.

    Tanzania


    • Moshi β†’ Iringa bus: 50,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 17.86 €)
    • Iringa β†’ Mbeya bus: 20,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 7.14 €)
    • Mbeya β†’ Tunduma bus: 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €)
    • Tuk-tuk to border: 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €)
    • Iringa accommodation (2 nights): 14.71 €
    • Mbeya accommodation (2 nights): 40,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 14.29 €)

    Tanzania total: β‰ˆ 56.32 €

    Zambia


    • Nakonde β†’ Lusaka bus: 500 ZMW (β‰ˆ 17.24 €)
    • Taxi in Lusaka: 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €)
    • Lusaka accommodation (2 nights): 14.00 €
    • Booking fee: 2.61 €
    • Dinner on arrival: 120 ZMW (β‰ˆ 4.14 €)
    • Toilet stop: 2 ZMW (β‰ˆ 0.07 €)

    Zambia total: β‰ˆ 41.51 €

    Total journey cost: β‰ˆ 97.83 €

    Reflection


    This trip was not defined by scenery or comfort.
    It was defined by persistence.

    Wet shoes.
    Crowded buses.
    Waiting halls.
    Border lines.
    Long distances.

    But each stage moved the journey forward.
    And sometimes that is enough.

    The road continues.

    Support & Follow the Journey


    If you enjoy following my overland travels and want to support the road ahead:

    ⚑ Lightning: [email protected]
    β˜• Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/rubenstorm

    You can also follow along here:

    🐘 Mastodon
    @rubenstorm

    πŸ“Έ Pixelfed
    @rubenstorm

    Thank you for being part of the journey.

    #overlandtravel #africatravel #tanzania #zambia #busjourney #bordercrossing #backpacking #slowtravel #travelblog #travelstory #overland #longdistance #adventure #lusaka #journey #blog #travel

  30. Overland from Moshi to Lusaka: 2500 Kilometers South


    This journey was not about comfort.
    It was about continuing forward, even when the road was rough, the weather unfriendly, and energy low.

    From Moshi in northern Tanzania to Lusaka in Zambia, the trip covered about 2500 kilometers by land β€” buses, waiting halls, border crossings, and long hours of movement.

    Departure from Moshi


    I left Moshi in the late afternoon heat of February 8. The bus was large but already crowded. The air inside was warm and heavy, and the road vibrations started almost immediately after departure.

    At first I had space. Soon more passengers entered, and my backpack ended up on my lap. From that moment, movement meant adjustment β€” shifting shoulders, protecting space, balancing the bag.

    The road stretched into darkness. Stops came and went.
    Immigration checks in the night brought the journey to a halt. A stamp in my passport led officials to believe I had overstayed, and I had to work through the dates with them. When the error was cleared up, the bus rolled south again.

    The ride was loud, uneven, and constant.

    Arrival in Iringa β€” Rain and Recovery


    We reached Iringa early in the morning. The bus station toilets were flooded and difficult to use. Someone poured liquid over my hands β€” I thought it was water, but it was soap. Eventually rainwater from a barrel helped rinse it off.

    The hostel looked abandoned from outside but inside it was clean and calm. After the long ride, simply lying down felt like a reward.

    Rain followed me through Iringa. Streets turned muddy, shoes became soaked, and nothing dried properly. I stayed two nights to recover and regain energy.

    South to Mbeya


    The next stage began early in Iringa. I woke up at 03:15, packed, showered, and prepared to leave. While it was still dark, I walked quickly to the Kimotco bus office and arrived around 04:20. The bus reached the station shortly after 05:00 and finally departed at 05:30, continuing through hills and long stretches of road toward Mbeya.

    The ride to Mbeya was rough and slow. Seats were tight, the bus shook constantly, and hours passed without comfort.

    By arrival my body was worn down. Mbeya was cloudy and quiet, with light rain hanging in the air. I first walked through unfamiliar streets toward a backpackers place I had found on the map, but when I arrived there was no hostel β€” only a yard with an aggressive dog behind a metal gate and no one answering. After waiting and asking nearby workers, it became clear the place did not exist anymore. With rain starting again and no energy to search further, I returned toward the bus station area and found a simple low-standard hotel nearby. I stayed there to rest and prepare for the border crossing ahead.

    Toward the Border


    From Mbeya I took a local bus toward Tunduma around midday. About halfway through the ride the conductor collected 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €). The journey took roughly three hours, and instead of stopping outside town like before, the bus went straight to the terminal in Mpemba. From there I took a tuk-tuk for 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €) to the roundabout near the border.

    I arrived at the roundabout in the early afternoon and continued on foot, walking through shops and construction areas toward the border control. After waiting in line and completing exit procedures on the Tanzanian side and Zambia stamped me in with a 30-day entry. I crossed on foot into Nakonde to begin the next stage of the journey.

    Walking meant noise, pressure, and constant offers from sellers and transport agents. Some followed closely. Some grabbed my arm. The only strategy was calm refusal and steady movement forward.

    Crossing on foot made the transition feel very real β€” one step at a time between two countries.

    Nakonde β€” Waiting Through the Night


    In Zambia, buses are not allowed to travel at night. That meant hours of waiting at the station.

    The building was cold. People rested wherever they could β€” benches, floors, bags as pillows. I found a sofa near a charging socket and stayed there.

    Sleep came only in short moments. The focus was simple: keep belongings safe, keep the phone charging, wait for departure.

    Eventually, while it was still dark, boarding began in the early morning.

    The Long Road to Lusaka


    The bus departed in darkness. Sunrise arrived hours later, slowly lighting villages, roadside activity, and the long route south.

    The ride included checkpoints, short stops, and one moment when workers inspected a tire beneath my seat after a burning smell appeared.

    In Mpika there was a short stop and a paid toilet. Then the road continued, kilometer after kilometer.

    By the time Lusaka appeared, the journey felt both long and strangely distant.

    Arrival in Lusaka


    Arrival in Lusaka was quiet rather than dramatic. After getting off the bus, a driver offered to take me across the city for 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €). The ride was long and passed through areas that did not feel safe at night. In the late evening I reached Natwange Backpackers, where I checked in, paid 7 € per night plus the earlier 2.61 € booking fee on the online Plattform, and finally found a place to rest.
    Late in the evening I found a simple meal before resting. After days of buses, waiting, and movement, a bed felt like stability again.

    The journey that began on February 8 at 16:00 in Moshi reached its destination on February 14 in the late evening in Lusaka β€” not as an ending, but as a pause before the road continues onward.

    Costs of the Journey


    Food and daily meals are not included here. Only major transport and accommodation.

    Tanzania


    • Moshi β†’ Iringa bus: 50,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 17.86 €)
    • Iringa β†’ Mbeya bus: 20,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 7.14 €)
    • Mbeya β†’ Tunduma bus: 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €)
    • Tuk-tuk to border: 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €)
    • Iringa accommodation (2 nights): 14.71 €
    • Mbeya accommodation (2 nights): 40,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 14.29 €)

    Tanzania total: β‰ˆ 56.32 €

    Zambia


    • Nakonde β†’ Lusaka bus: 500 ZMW (β‰ˆ 17.24 €)
    • Taxi in Lusaka: 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €)
    • Lusaka accommodation (2 nights): 14.00 €
    • Booking fee: 2.61 €
    • Dinner on arrival: 120 ZMW (β‰ˆ 4.14 €)
    • Toilet stop: 2 ZMW (β‰ˆ 0.07 €)

    Zambia total: β‰ˆ 41.51 €

    Total journey cost: β‰ˆ 97.83 €

    Reflection


    This trip was not defined by scenery or comfort.
    It was defined by persistence.

    Wet shoes.
    Crowded buses.
    Waiting halls.
    Border lines.
    Long distances.

    But each stage moved the journey forward.
    And sometimes that is enough.

    The road continues.

    Support & Follow the Journey


    If you enjoy following my overland travels and want to support the road ahead:

    ⚑ Lightning: [email protected]
    β˜• Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/rubenstorm

    You can also follow along here:

    🐘 Mastodon
    @rubenstorm

    πŸ“Έ Pixelfed
    @rubenstorm

    Thank you for being part of the journey.

    #overlandtravel #africatravel #tanzania #zambia #busjourney #bordercrossing #backpacking #slowtravel #travelblog #travelstory #overland #longdistance #adventure #lusaka #journey #blog #travel

  31. Overland from Moshi to Lusaka: 2500 Kilometers South


    This journey was not about comfort.
    It was about continuing forward, even when the road was rough, the weather unfriendly, and energy low.

    From Moshi in northern Tanzania to Lusaka in Zambia, the trip covered about 2500 kilometers by land β€” buses, waiting halls, border crossings, and long hours of movement.

    Departure from Moshi


    I left Moshi in the late afternoon heat of February 8. The bus was large but already crowded. The air inside was warm and heavy, and the road vibrations started almost immediately after departure.

    At first I had space. Soon more passengers entered, and my backpack ended up on my lap. From that moment, movement meant adjustment β€” shifting shoulders, protecting space, balancing the bag.

    The road stretched into darkness. Stops came and went.
    Immigration checks in the night brought the journey to a halt. A stamp in my passport led officials to believe I had overstayed, and I had to work through the dates with them. When the error was cleared up, the bus rolled south again.

    The ride was loud, uneven, and constant.

    Arrival in Iringa β€” Rain and Recovery


    We reached Iringa early in the morning. The bus station toilets were flooded and difficult to use. Someone poured liquid over my hands β€” I thought it was water, but it was soap. Eventually rainwater from a barrel helped rinse it off.

    The hostel looked abandoned from outside but inside it was clean and calm. After the long ride, simply lying down felt like a reward.

    Rain followed me through Iringa. Streets turned muddy, shoes became soaked, and nothing dried properly. I stayed two nights to recover and regain energy.

    South to Mbeya


    The next stage began early in Iringa. I woke up at 03:15, packed, showered, and prepared to leave. While it was still dark, I walked quickly to the Kimotco bus office and arrived around 04:20. The bus reached the station shortly after 05:00 and finally departed at 05:30, continuing through hills and long stretches of road toward Mbeya.

    The ride to Mbeya was rough and slow. Seats were tight, the bus shook constantly, and hours passed without comfort.

    By arrival my body was worn down. Mbeya was cloudy and quiet, with light rain hanging in the air. I first walked through unfamiliar streets toward a backpackers place I had found on the map, but when I arrived there was no hostel β€” only a yard with an aggressive dog behind a metal gate and no one answering. After waiting and asking nearby workers, it became clear the place did not exist anymore. With rain starting again and no energy to search further, I returned toward the bus station area and found a simple low-standard hotel nearby. I stayed there to rest and prepare for the border crossing ahead.

    Toward the Border


    From Mbeya I took a local bus toward Tunduma around midday. About halfway through the ride the conductor collected 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €). The journey took roughly three hours, and instead of stopping outside town like before, the bus went straight to the terminal in Mpemba. From there I took a tuk-tuk for 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €) to the roundabout near the border.

    I arrived at the roundabout in the early afternoon and continued on foot, walking through shops and construction areas toward the border control. After waiting in line and completing exit procedures on the Tanzanian side and Zambia stamped me in with a 30-day entry. I crossed on foot into Nakonde to begin the next stage of the journey.

    Walking meant noise, pressure, and constant offers from sellers and transport agents. Some followed closely. Some grabbed my arm. The only strategy was calm refusal and steady movement forward.

    Crossing on foot made the transition feel very real β€” one step at a time between two countries.

    Nakonde β€” Waiting Through the Night


    In Zambia, buses are not allowed to travel at night. That meant hours of waiting at the station.

    The building was cold. People rested wherever they could β€” benches, floors, bags as pillows. I found a sofa near a charging socket and stayed there.

    Sleep came only in short moments. The focus was simple: keep belongings safe, keep the phone charging, wait for departure.

    Eventually, while it was still dark, boarding began in the early morning.

    The Long Road to Lusaka


    The bus departed in darkness. Sunrise arrived hours later, slowly lighting villages, roadside activity, and the long route south.

    The ride included checkpoints, short stops, and one moment when workers inspected a tire beneath my seat after a burning smell appeared.

    In Mpika there was a short stop and a paid toilet. Then the road continued, kilometer after kilometer.

    By the time Lusaka appeared, the journey felt both long and strangely distant.

    Arrival in Lusaka


    Arrival in Lusaka was quiet rather than dramatic. After getting off the bus, a driver offered to take me across the city for 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €). The ride was long and passed through areas that did not feel safe at night. In the late evening I reached Natwange Backpackers, where I checked in, paid 7 € per night plus the earlier 2.61 € booking fee on the online Plattform, and finally found a place to rest.
    Late in the evening I found a simple meal before resting. After days of buses, waiting, and movement, a bed felt like stability again.

    The journey that began on February 8 at 16:00 in Moshi reached its destination on February 14 in the late evening in Lusaka β€” not as an ending, but as a pause before the road continues onward.

    Costs of the Journey


    Food and daily meals are not included here. Only major transport and accommodation.

    Tanzania


    • Moshi β†’ Iringa bus: 50,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 17.86 €)
    • Iringa β†’ Mbeya bus: 20,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 7.14 €)
    • Mbeya β†’ Tunduma bus: 5,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 1.79 €)
    • Tuk-tuk to border: 1,500 TZS (β‰ˆ 0.54 €)
    • Iringa accommodation (2 nights): 14.71 €
    • Mbeya accommodation (2 nights): 40,000 TZS (β‰ˆ 14.29 €)

    Tanzania total: β‰ˆ 56.32 €

    Zambia


    • Nakonde β†’ Lusaka bus: 500 ZMW (β‰ˆ 17.24 €)
    • Taxi in Lusaka: 100 ZMW (β‰ˆ 3.45 €)
    • Lusaka accommodation (2 nights): 14.00 €
    • Booking fee: 2.61 €
    • Dinner on arrival: 120 ZMW (β‰ˆ 4.14 €)
    • Toilet stop: 2 ZMW (β‰ˆ 0.07 €)

    Zambia total: β‰ˆ 41.51 €

    Total journey cost: β‰ˆ 97.83 €

    Reflection


    This trip was not defined by scenery or comfort.
    It was defined by persistence.

    Wet shoes.
    Crowded buses.
    Waiting halls.
    Border lines.
    Long distances.

    But each stage moved the journey forward.
    And sometimes that is enough.

    The road continues.

    Support & Follow the Journey


    If you enjoy following my overland travels and want to support the road ahead:

    ⚑ Lightning: [email protected]
    β˜• Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/rubenstorm

    You can also follow along here:

    🐘 Mastodon
    @rubenstorm

    πŸ“Έ Pixelfed
    @rubenstorm

    Thank you for being part of the journey.

    #overlandtravel #africatravel #tanzania #zambia #busjourney #bordercrossing #backpacking #slowtravel #travelblog #travelstory #overland #longdistance #adventure #lusaka #journey #blog #travel

  32. Robbed and Losing My Digital Life


    Today I got robbed, and it was intense. They stole my good phone, which had a 1 TB card full of photos β€” essentially my memories. On top of that, the phone contained my digital wallet, so losing it is a serious problem. I’m extremely pissed about it.

    During the struggle on the stairs, I managed to twist the first attacker’s hand β€” the one holding the weapon β€” and for a moment I had control.

    Then, suddenly, the second guy attacked me with a knife. I had to let go of the first one to defend myself, and in the scuffle, I threw the second attacker down the stairs. He hit his head badly, and for a moment, I thought he might be dead or seriously injured.
    In that same moment, the first guy β€” the one who had my phone β€” escaped. I chased him, but he got away.

    When I returned to the stairs to check on the second attacker and possibly get information about my phone, he was gone too. I still can’t explain how he managed to get away after hitting his head like that.

    The worst part: losing my new phone with the 1 TB card, all my photos, and the digital wallet stored on it.

    Location: Windhoek, Namibia

    #Windhoek #Namibia #robbery #TravelLife #africatravel #travel