Lesotho

Soooooo fun.

Right after I moved to my new assignment, I headed south to visit a friend in Warrenton, Northern Cape. We were beginning our trip to Lesotho.

Our plan was to get to the country's capital, Maseru, and then go from volunteer to volunteer and see the country. Lesotho has a strong Peace Corps presence, but, even though they are covered on all sides by South Africa, volunteers in South Africa have little knowledge of these wonderful Americans.

I creeped on some Lesotho volunteers and eventually got a list of emails and volunteer locations. I emailed folks and draw up a rough route. The first day we arrived in Lesotho, it was dark and our backpackers was far out of town. This fact and our exhaustion from traveling (traveling is always another story) already put a wrench in our plans. We couldn't get in touch with a our first volunteer, but fortunately the lady who gave us a new SIM card for our phone knew where the local Peace Corps office was.

We got to the office, eerily similar to our own office in South Africa, and before we knew it, we had found a volunteer who was willing to take us under his wing.

I wrote this over 6 months ago and never finished.

Basically, our plan never happened. We ended up going with this dude that took us under his wing and he passed us to one volunteer who passed us to another who then passed us to another. Then we found a Spanish guy who took us back into South Africa. But one thing led to another and we met up with friends who were really nice and eventually gave us a ride to Pretoria. We can talk more about this another time.

Here is a picture of the Lesotho that I remember:

A picture I did not take

Why this? One day my friend, Josh, and I were leaving a Peace Corps Volunteer's house at 4am and it was so cold, we used our sleeping bags to wrap ourselves. We looked like herd boys that chase the cows through the mountains and couldn't help but crack up for hours because the 4:30 bus never came. This picture kind of looks like the view we had when the sun came up around 6.

Yeah, sweet trip. I want to travel by Peace Corps Volunteer more often. We are great people.

I also learned to love grilled (braai) meat. The last guys we stayed with were connoisseurs in the local meat scene.

Didn't take this picture either