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  1. Today from 5 AM to 11 PM on the road—buses, taxi, and walking across the border from Tanzania to Rwanda.

    I was arrested by Tanzanian immigration. They demanded a 600 USD bribe to let me leave the country. Long interview followed. My phone was confiscated.

    Now in Rwanda. Had my first food today.

    #Tanzania #Rwanda #BorderCrossing #Immigration #TravelStory #AfricanAdventure #TanzanianImmigration #TanzaniaToRwanda #DigitalNomad #TravelDisruption

  2. Switzerland 3 Months Ago

    What to tell you, really? It was a glorious, sunny May 1st when I lugged my brand new pastel mint green cabin bag up a steep hill in the Swiss Alps.

    Its wheels were of course useless on the gravel and it occurred to me a backpack would have been much more practical – just as it had occurred to me on another trip this summer, our short cruise to Sweden to be exact, that walking endlessly long passenger boarding bridges would have been exactly the sort of place to bring my cabin bag! Instead, I’d haphazardly packed a random shopping bag like I was just popping to the store next door. The bag only grew heavier and heavier as the trip progressed.

    The irony was, I already knew our Swiss destination, Gruyères, was situated on a hilltop and was going to require some hiking to get to. I’d been there before. You’d think I would have taken that into account when packing?

    Besides the inauguration of my pristine cabin bag and its perfectly neat wheels, pre-gravel, what more is there to tell you about this trip, really? I hesitate to point you towards my old posts about the same destination, because their silliness makes me cringe. Does that ever happen to you?

    So let’s talk, instead, about what had changed since our previous trip to Gruyères ten years ago.

    Well, first of all, we had kids this time which changed pretty much everything. Besides this little fact, I can with confidence announce to you that the cows hanging out on the hills of Gruyères no longer had cow bells. Disappointing, yes. Deal-breaker? No. They still continued chewing grass, calmly as ever. If they’d been French cows, they’d have gone on strike!

    Also, the cows had obviously been moved out of the way of a new (?) parking lot. The village’s tourism looked more commercialised now, and Switzerland in general was way more expensive than I had remembered. The trains were more crowded, too, leading us to quickly deboard one just before it left Zurich for the Alps, my heart pounding as I counted the members of my family on the platform outside, Home Alone still fresh in my mind as we’d watched it last Christmas. I did, however, end up forgetting my cardigan on the train, but better cardigan than kid!

    At one point, we ended up paying 7 euros for a half-liter water (there always comes a point on any trip when you’re just too thirsty to care) and generally just lost money with every glance, step, and breath we ventured. Glad it was only a weekend trip!

    I think there were chickens last time, too, though probably not the same ones. Come to think of it, I have no idea how long an average chicken lives. Maybe the chickens remembered us and are at present drafting a post about how much we’d changed!

    It really was a glorious spring day in Gruyères. The sun so gentle, so yellow, its setting a symphony for the soul. Cheesy, yes – but this was Gruyères, after all.

    Photo credit: The chicken photo was taken by my son. I don’t think I’d have been able to coax such a fabulous pose out of her.

    #Gruyères #SwissAlps #Switzerland #Travel #TravelPhotography #TravelPhotos #TravelStory #Zurich
  3. From Windhoek to Livingstone — 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 — 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 👇
    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

  4. Long ride, wild borders, and finally some rest ☕🧁

    From Windhoek across Namibia, through the Caprivi Strip, into Botswana (even elephants crossing the road 🐘), and finally Zambia — 4 border posts later.

    After losing my phone and all photos in the robbery, this journey hits different. Just grateful to have made it.

    Read the full story 👇
    peakd.com/travel/@rubenstorm/f

    #Travel #Africa #Namibia #Botswana #Zambia #NomadLife #TravelStory

  5. 🚨 Travel Warning from Namibia 🚨

    I arrived in Windhoek full of excitement for my journey across Africa… and within hours, everything went wrong.

    I was attacked and robbed by two armed men on this very stairway. The first went straight for my stomach with a knife, while the second came from behind, aiming for my ribs. In that split second, I had to fight for my life. I managed to throw the second attacker down the stairs, but the first escaped with my phone and all my data, including everything from Zanzibar to Namibia.

    I survived, but it was terrifying. For two weeks, I waited in Windhoek for police action. Nothing happened. No phone. No SD card. Just disappointment and frustration. I eventually had to move on, shaken but alive.

    Because of this experience, I cannot recommend Namibia for tourism anymore. The landscapes are stunning, but the risk of violent robbery is real.

    I’m sharing this so others can stay alert, protect themselves, and make informed decisions. Travel can be amazing, but sometimes the worst can happen when you least expect it.

    📹 The video below also shows the stairway for a short moment where it all happened.

    #Travel #Namibia #Windhoek #TravelWarning #BackpackerLife #DigitalNomad #Africa #Safety #Survival #RealTalk #TravelStory #LifeOnTheRoad #StaySafe #TravelRisk

  6. Arrived in Windhoek and got attacked and robbed by two armed men. Fought for my life, but lost my phone and all my data from Zanzibar to Namibia.

    After 2 weeks waiting with no real progress, I moved on — disappointed and still shaken.

    This happened right on the stairway in the video. More details on my blog.

    Check out this video by @[email protected]!

    loops.video/v/eMchs7Cqgi

    #Namibia #Windhoek #TravelExperience #TravelStory #Safety #BackpackerLife #DigitalNomad #Africa #RealTalk #StaySafe

  7. RE: defcon.social/@rubenstorm/1161

    One more cappuccino at the café. Might be the last one here — the road is calling again.

  8. Getting a cappuccino at the café. ☕
    Maybe the last one here.

    These little moments are something I’ve learned to appreciate during my years on the road — sitting down, watching people pass by, feeling the rhythm of a place before it’s time to move on again.

    Travel as a nomad means that even small things like a coffee can become a quiet goodbye to a place. The journey continues, somewhere else, somewhere new.

    #travel #travelstory #coffee

  9. 🎥 A little journey through time.

    Google recently showed me a short video it created from photos of me over the past years. It highlights this exact day in different years of my travels, and it made me stop for a moment and reflect on how long I’ve actually been on the road.

    This month marks 9 years of traveling for me. When I started, I never planned it as something that would last this long. Even in 2022 I couldn’t imagine that I would still be traveling years later. But here I am, still living out of a backpack, still moving from place to place, and still enjoying the freedom and simplicity of this lifestyle.

    I’m posting the video here directly, but it’s also shared in the Fediverse on Loops by @[email protected].

    #Travel #NomadLife #DigitalNomad #Minimalism #Fediverse #Loops #TravelStory #LifeOnTheRoad

  10. 🎥 Google surprised me with a short video made from my photos over the past years. It shows this day in previous years of my travels.

    This month marks 9 years of traveling for me. Back in 2022 I could never imagine I’d still be on the road — and now here I am.

    Watch it on Loops: loops.video/v/efMmPT4v84
    Shared via: @[email protected]

    #Travel #NomadLife #DigitalNomad #Minimalism #Fediverse #Loops #TravelStory #LifeOnTheRoad

  11. 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 (≈ 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 (≈ 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 — one step at a time between two countries.

    Nakonde — 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 — 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 (≈ 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 — 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 → Iringa bus: 50,000 TZS (≈ 17.86 €)
    • Iringa → Mbeya bus: 20,000 TZS (≈ 7.14 €)
    • Mbeya → Tunduma bus: 5,000 TZS (≈ 1.79 €)
    • Tuk-tuk to border: 1,500 TZS (≈ 0.54 €)
    • Iringa accommodation (2 nights): 14.71 €
    • Mbeya accommodation (2 nights): 40,000 TZS (≈ 14.29 €)

    Tanzania total: ≈ 56.32 €

    Zambia


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

    Zambia total: ≈ 41.51 €

    Total journey cost: ≈ 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]
    ☕ Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/rubenstorm

    You can also follow along here:

    🐘 Mastodon
    @rubenstorm

    📸 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

  12. Swimming pool with a Kilimanjaro view 🗻 — unreal scenery.

    The place itself: poorly maintained. No lockers, dirty showers, zero privacy, very public toilets. Entrance: 7,000 TZS.

    Old pool, great weather. The view saves it.

    📍 Moshi, Tanzania

    #Moshi #Tanzania #Kilimanjaro #TravelNotes #NomadLife #Travel #travelstory

  13. Day 3 of 3.

    The exit energy: the road curves, the land opens, and the #BigSky feeling hits hard. #OpenRoad through #Colorado with those last #ScenicViews from #RioGrandeNationalForest. #StormLight #MountainCountry #LandscapePhotography

    Swipe to finish the crossing. Which day was your favorite, valley scale, forest texture, or road forward? #TravelStory #WesternUSA #NaturePhotography #RoadTrip

    #Amir2000NLStory #CanonR5MarkII #AMIR2000NLPhotography 3/3

  14. Day 3 of 3.

    The exit energy: the road curves, the land opens, and the #BigSky feeling hits hard. #OpenRoad through #Colorado with those last #ScenicViews from #RioGrandeNationalForest. #StormLight #MountainCountry #LandscapePhotography

    Swipe to finish the crossing. Which day was your favorite, valley scale, forest texture, or road forward? #TravelStory #WesternUSA #NaturePhotography #RoadTrip

    #Amir2000NLStory #CanonR5MarkII #AMIR2000NLPhotography 2/3

  15. Day 3 of 3.

    The exit energy: the road curves, the land opens, and the #BigSky feeling hits hard. #OpenRoad through #Colorado with those last #ScenicViews from #RioGrandeNationalForest. #StormLight #MountainCountry #LandscapePhotography

    Swipe to finish the crossing. Which day was your favorite, valley scale, forest texture, or road forward? #TravelStory #WesternUSA #NaturePhotography #RoadTrip

    #Amir2000NLStory #CanonR5MarkII #AMIR2000NLPhotography 1/3

  16. Day 2 of 3.

    Yesterday was wide open space. Today is the forest skin: charred trunks, fresh regrowth, and a glowing #AspenGrove in #RioGrandeNationalForest, #Colorado. #AutumnGlow #ForestPhotography #WildfireRecovery

    Swipe for the contrast and the mood shift. #MountainForest #MoodyLight #NatureDetails #LandscapePhotography #WesternUSA #TravelStory #ScenicDrive

    Tomorrow we finish with the road forward and the big sky feeling.

    #Amir2000NLStory #CanonR5MarkII #AMIR2000NLPhotography 3/3

  17. Day 2 of 3.

    Yesterday was wide open space. Today is the forest skin: charred trunks, fresh regrowth, and a glowing #AspenGrove in #RioGrandeNationalForest, #Colorado. #AutumnGlow #ForestPhotography #WildfireRecovery

    Swipe for the contrast and the mood shift. #MountainForest #MoodyLight #NatureDetails #LandscapePhotography #WesternUSA #TravelStory #ScenicDrive

    Tomorrow we finish with the road forward and the big sky feeling.

    #Amir2000NLStory #CanonR5MarkII #AMIR2000NLPhotography 2/3

  18. Day 2 of 3.

    Yesterday was wide open space. Today is the forest skin: charred trunks, fresh regrowth, and a glowing #AspenGrove in #RioGrandeNationalForest, #Colorado. #AutumnGlow #ForestPhotography #WildfireRecovery

    Swipe for the contrast and the mood shift. #MountainForest #MoodyLight #NatureDetails #LandscapePhotography #WesternUSA #TravelStory #ScenicDrive

    Tomorrow we finish with the road forward and the big sky feeling.

    #Amir2000NLStory #CanonR5MarkII #AMIR2000NLPhotography 1/3

  19. Du khách Tây kẹt 2 ngày trên tàu do mưa lũ khi đi từ Huế vào TP.HCM, suýt lỡ chuyến bay về Pháp. Trong hoàn cảnh khó khăn, họ xúc động trước sự chu đáo, kiên nhẫn và tận tâm của các tiếp viên đường sắt. Dù hành trình bị gián đoạn, họ vẫn cảm ơn vì đã được chăm sóc tận tình, thể hiện hình ảnh đẹp về con người Việt Nam.

    #VietnamRailway #TravelStory #DuLichDuongSat #KhachTay #TiepVien #MuaLu #ChuyenTau #DuLich #TravelVietnam #MưaLũ #HànhKhách #ĐườngSắt #VietnamTravel
    #KhachTayKetTrenTau #Rainy

  20. 🌍✈️ Khách Việt Đỗ An Ninh (32 tuổi, Hà Nội) vừa hoàn thành hành trình 14 ngày khám phá mùa thu Mông Cổ - chuyến đi vất vả nhất anh từng trải qua. Ngày say xe dữ dội, đêm canh củi đốt lò, nhưng những khung cảnh choáng ngợp khiến mọi mệt nhọc đều xứng đáng.

    #Mongolia #MongoliaAutumn #VietnamTravel #TravelStory #AsiaTravel #HanoiExplorer #AutumnTravel #MongolianTravel
    #MôngCổ #MùaThuMôngCổ #DuLịchViệt #CâuChuyệnDuLịch #DuLịchChâuÁ #HàNội #DuLịchMùaThu

    vietnamnet.vn/khach-viet-di-ng

  21. Lmao I'm in the train and I'm sitting next to a Swedish and American tourist and they were going to Montpellier which I studied in and then go in another city I know so I gave them tips they asked me questions and I told them about the cities we were passing and answering questions and they offered me a drink and we exchanged Facebook and Instagram!!!!! So great #travel #travelstory #travelling #trains

  22. I was taking a picture of a train arriving. The guy in the carriage that stopped in front of me was taking a picture of his train arriving. We ended up taking pictures of each other by accident. And then, doing signs. And we laughed. I waved him goodbye when the train left. I hope my twitter post reach him somehow - I doubt he uses mastodon. This was in #valence #tgv, he was going to #Brussels and me #strasbourg #train #trainlover #stories #travelstory #travelstories #trainstation #france #tgv

  23. Moving from the US to China is the adventure of a lifetime—here are 8 pieces of advice from someone who's done it and can help you navigate!

    frayedpassport.com/8-tips-expa

    #expat #china #chinatravel #digitalnomad #traveltips #travel #travelstory

  24. Hannah saved money on travel by taking a bus instead of flying from Vietnam to Laos—what followed was 24 hours of stress, hunger, laughs, and frustration!

    frayedpassport.com/24-hours-on

    #vietnam #laos #travel #bustravel #asiatravel #tourism #wanderlust #travelstory #travelstories #vacation #expat #digitalnomad #nomadlife

  25. A trip to Venice is an experience like no other. It's beautiful, romantic and there's so much to do—including making your own carnival mask.

    frayedpassport.com/a-day-of-cr

    #venice #italy #travel #crafting #tourguide #travelstory #inspiration #beautiful

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