Saturday, March 28, 2015

March 28 - Matupo, Mozambique

March 28 – Maputo, Mozambique

We spent today touring the capital city of Mozambique. Maputo is a city trying to improve its conditions.  There is evidence of new buildings under construction, but also many areas need a lot of TLC.  There are some lovely places to visit such as the Central Railway Station that was Designed by Gustav Eiffel (of the “tower” fame) in 1913, as well as the Steel House because of its all-metal structure.  Originally intended as the Governor’s home, it turned out to be too hot to live in and is now a museum. There is also a Museum of Natural History, a Cathedral, as well at the Fortress built in 1781 during the early colonial era and thought to be one of the oldest buildings in Maputo. There was also a beautiful Central Market that had recently been renovated.

Luckily, the day was overcast holding down the temperatures.  The past days have been hot and humid.  Tomorrow we will be in search of hippos and crocodiles when we visit Richards Bay.  Then we will be off on Safari, March 30 – April 2.  We will leave from Durban and rejoin the ship in Cape Town.  From Cape Town we will be at sea another 7 days in route to Montevideo, so I’ll have plenty of time to catch up on the blog then!


Enjoy the pictures.   Cheers!

The Railway Station is being renovated, but still has trains that operate between
Maputo and nearby towns.
Inside the train station
Another shot inside the station
One of the first locomotives
The Steel House also designed by Gustave Eiffel
The Natural History Museum
Museum entryway
A chance to see the Big 5, all in one room!
Happy Hippo Family
More of the Big 5
The museum boast the only set of elephant embryo's through full term. This one is 10 months
Quite a display
Statue of Samora Machel, the first President of Mozambique
Cathedral of Our Lady of Conception.  Pope John Paul II
visited in 1988
Inside the Cathedral
Inside the walls of the Fortress
Street cafes
Inside the Central Market
Beans & cashews
Peppers anyone?
I thought I might get some hair extensions while at the market, but they didn't have
them in grey!!


Thursday, March 26, 2015

March 25 - Taolanaro, Madagascar

March 25 – Taolanaro, Madagascar

Madagascar is approximately the same size as Texas.  Specialists speculate that there could be in excess of 200,000 animal species in Madagascar today.  Of those, approximately eight out of ten live nowhere else on the planet, except in zoos.   The stars of the show are the lemurs. Before man arrived in the jungle, there were giant lemurs the size of gorillas. Man, however, managed to wipe them out within a short period. Today there are around 100 species of lemurs living in Madagascar. Most live in little family groups with the females at the top of the pecking order. We were able to see 4 kinds of lemurs on our trip to the Nahampoana Private Reserve in Taolanaro; the White Dancing Lemur, The Fat-Tailed Dwarf Lemur, Brown Lemurs, and the Ring-Tailed lemur. We were able to get pretty good pictures of all but the Dwarf Lemur, who was too fast to catch more than a blur.

The Reserve is also home to numerous chameleons, frogs, the radiated tortoise, birds and even 2 Nile crocodiles.  As you’ll see from the pictures, it is a popular area for tourist.

Taolanaro is a little better off than Ambodifotatra in that a large mining company has come in and built a harbor and paved the road leading from the harbor to the town.  They’ve also built a housing area for those employed by the mining company.  The sad fact, explained our guide, is that the level of education is so poor in Madagascar that few of the residents have the knowledge necessary to work at the mine and employees are brought in from Africa and India. Children who live near town can attend public school.  There is also a private school, but it is too expensive for most parents in Taolanaro to afford.  Add that to the fact that public school teachers are not always qualified to teach!

Once you turn off the main paved road, required to reach the Private Reserve, you only have to travel about 100 yards to be in the “Bush”, where the level of living deteriorates rapidly. The road was dirt with pot holes and ruts (some 3 feet deep or more and 10 to 20 feet long), which made for a precarious ride. Most of those living there have to walk wherever they need to go. Our guide said they walk an average of 20 miles per day.  Families live in small villages, in structures made from the fan palm branches.  Very few children attend school, because they are needed to work at home.  Life expectancy is around 50 years.  Marriages are arranged by parents for girls from 12-14 years old.  Their lives are hard. Eight-five percent of the people are farmers or fishermen.  We saw women carrying baskets of fish on their heads and walking over 5 miles into town to take them to the market, then back for more. They are subsistence farmers who are often more interested in feeding their families than protecting the environment. They have burned land to desperately try to grow rice, corn and bananas with a sprinkling of coffee, cloves and vanilla.  Sadly, the soil is poor and they describe is as being as fertile as a brick.  Those that live in town have it a little easier and are probably better educated, but our guide told us very few can afford to go to college because it requires going to another country.

As we made our way through the “Bush” to the Reserve we encountered children standing by the road yelling greetings to us, but asking for candy, or money at the same time. Our driver would not stop, because the vehicle would be swarmed by these children and women.  Inside the park, we were asked for money to take a picture of the chameleon someone had on a stick, or trinkets they had to sell. As we were leaving to head back to the ship, one little boy running alongside our van was begging for candy. One lady only had an unopened bottle of water, which she gave him.  He proceeded to run to the other side of the van trying to sell it! He was maybe 8 years old.  We found it a very heart wrenching experience. They were so beautiful, but they struggle to survive.


The pictures we were able to take from the windows of the van show some of the conditions, yet smiles on the faces.  I love the little girls with the chickens.  Once in the Reserve we got some good shots of the lemurs and other animals.  So enjoy!

Arriving at Taolanaro

Welcome reception as we arrive for our excursions
Zebu cattle roaming down the paved road. They provide the islanders with a bit
of protein to their meager diet which is mostly rice.

I love these little girl's smiles!  They thought it so funny to be holding the flapping chickens.  The man on the bicycle is
one of just a few to have a means of transportation.

The small building in the back of the picture is the house
A larger home for extended family
Another happy face...not so much on the mother's face
The entry walkway to the Private Reserve is made from bamboo that bends as it gets tall
A Dancing Lemur
Dancing lemurs have wing type arms that help them "fly" through the tree branches
Really cool eyes!
Lemurs sleep in the grove of citronella trees at night to ward off mosquitoes 

Radiated Tortoise...they are endangered because people eat them and sell their shells

Chameleons in different camouflage


Not sure what type of snake this was.  The man holding the stick with this guy wrapped around it did not speak English
Brown lemurs 
This Brown lemur is tired I guess
Ring tail lemur
A Nile Crocodile
We were entertained with village folk dancers

Walkway out of the reserve





Monday, March 23, 2015

March 23 - Ambodifotatra, Madagascar

March 23 – Ambodifotatra, Madagascar

Our ship anchored off the coast of Ile Sainte-Marie, a small island 5 miles off the coast of Madagascar this morning in pouring rain. Ile Sainte-Marie is a narrow granitic island 25 miles long. Ambodiforatra (am bo de for a tra) is the largest and most developed settlement of the island.  While the “brochure” says it offers banking, shopping, a hospital for emergency treatment, water  sport, some nightlife and a market where you can buy anything ranging from a bunch of fresh bananas to a hand-woven scarf or local artwork and white sand beaches, it’s not exactly what you picture in your mind.

Once the rain subsided we went ashore with friends to check it out.  The rain had turned the dirt main street to mud, but we were greeted with friendly faces and curious children.  The pictures will speak for themselves, but after walking around a few minutes we decided to take up multiple offers for rides in the local tuk tuk’s to find the Pirate Cemetery.  Given the location of this island and the trade routes, it became a haven for pirates who over 300 years ago  would anchor a small ship in the “harbor” and wait for the traders to venture close expecting to find locals to trade with, then the pirates would attack from the rear in their larger boats.  The tale is there is treasure buried all over the island left behind when most of the pirates died during a malaria epidemic.

The cemetery is located high on a hill, which is accessed only by foot once you reach the entry “gate”.  The locals are becoming quite enterprising by charging admission including a guide, both to get you there and back.  For awhile, we didn’t know what we might have gotten ourselves into, but our guide spoke English and was very knowledgeable. By the end, we were happy that we had stepped pass our comfort zones.

It was a real eye opener for us.  We take so many things for granted that it is hard to comprehend the living conditions in these developing third world countries; as you will see from the pictures. Yet the locals seem happy and proud to promote tourism in their community.


Cheers!

Street from dock to main street

Main Street

Tuk Tuk's

Starting our adventure

Children bathing before school

Beginning of the path to the Pirate Cemetery.  It went from this to a stone path to
a 6" wide trail, up hill!

Houses

Another house



Ladies waiting to go to work at the Garden of Eden "Resort"


Another house

Young boys fishing by themselves.  Here is the rock path

Part of the pirate cemetery.  Not all were pirates, some were sailors

This one was a pirate


This is a monument to Capt. Kidd who is buried in Scotland

The first church in Madagascar

We made it back to town just as it started raining again.  What an adventure!!