The Kingdom of the Swazi

From Malawi we went to the border to Mozambique and tried to cross over to the northern part of the country. At the first border crossing we were turned away, the second border crossing we were asked for a bribe to start the visa process, and the consulate in Blantyre we would have been bogged down with endless bureaucracy before we could get the visa.  We next went to go take the bus back to South Africa, a process which involves crossing a different chunk of Mozambique, the same country whose visa process had eaten up already several of our days. In the end we came up with Plan E and flew from Blantyre to Johannesburg and hoped a bus heading to Swaziland.

We stayed much longer in Swaziland then originally planned and had a magnificent time.  First we were several days in the Ezulwini Valley and then we stayed a bit inside the Mlilwane Game Reserve where we got to walk around and see the fauna.

On top of Sheba's Breast.

A rightfully nervous Austrian.

Traditional Swazi dancing.

Monkies on top of the Swazi hut.

What a sneaky Nyala.