The
account of a trip made by a brother and sister
from
Madrid to Capetown overland in 1982 and 1983
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Approximate route |
Introduction
The idea for this trip can be traced to a seat on a
Greyhound bus in 1977. Dan was a senior
in high school traveling from Kansas to Indiana to spend Thanksgiving with his
parents who were taking postgraduate courses at the University of Indiana. On
that trip he sat across from a woman whose name he never knew but whom he has
never forgotten. She was probably 30
years old and spent her life traveling.
She had just finished traveling around the world working as a cook on
yachts and merchant ships. Now Dan did not intend to spend the rest of his life
traveling and cooking with no greater purpose in life, but the hours of
conversation through the night opened infinite possibilities of living some of
life’s dreams, including visiting blank places on maps.
Thanks in part to that conversation Dan signed up
for a summer AFS exchange program in Thailand, and upon completion returned to
Bolivia to spend a year traveling and volunteering in that country before
starting university. When we say “returned” to Bolivia, this is because our
parents had been United Methodist missionaries in Bolivia since 1948 and that
was where both Helena and Dan were born and raised. We came by our wanderlust honestly as our
parents traveled to Bolivia as single individuals without initially knowing the
language and were quite happy living in remote places and under challenging
conditions.
Helena had returned to Bolivia after university and
was teaching music in a high school when the invitation came to spend a year
hitchhiking across Africa. She did not hesitate. In the meantime Dan had completed three years
of University during which time he had begun the planning for this trip. At this point it is important to point out
that this was before the time of internet and ATMs, and neither of us had a
credit card, so communications and
logistics were infinitely more difficult.
We planned to visit 20 countries, each of which required a prior visa,
which not always could be obtained in neighboring countries. On top of that, we wanted to visit South
Africa which was still in the throes of full apartheid, which meant that
virtually no other African country would grant us visas if there was a South
African visa in our passport, yet we had to obtain this visa before leaving the
US. This required us to obtain a
separate passport just for visiting South Africa, and these parallel passports
had to be hidden well from view because they were a sure source of trouble.
In those pre- internet days practical information
was difficult to come by and usually out of date. Our only source of practical information was
a first edition “Africa on the Cheap” from Lonely Planet, by a bearded hippy
Geoff Crowther acquired as an afterthought.
This became our bible and is referred to as our friend Geoff throughout.
Our intention was to do the trip with 5$us/day or less all included, and stay
healthy at the same time. We carried a
tent and rudimentary cooking and camping equipment, which added to our total
weight but became essential before the trip was over.
We started the trip in Spain for several
reasons. First, we are bilingual in
Spanish and hoped to get our “sea legs” in a transitional situation. Second, as Bolivians we wanted to visit the
colonial power that figures in so much Bolivian history. Third, Dan´s childhood friend and hiking
companion, Hugo Montes, was studying in Madrid and it was as good a point as
any to start the trip.
The first days in Spain we were accompanied by our
maternal Grandmother, Edna Carttar, who was 82 at the time but totally game for
a bit of hostelling and rough traveling. She is Gm from here forward.
Finally, this diary was written out longhand as
often as we could, alternating between us to write up our experiences. These were mailed back to our parents, by then
retired in Kansas. Our mother, and at times brother Price, typed up and
circulated carbon copies to our closest friends and relatives. Periodically
there will be a comment from “Ed.” This is our mother as she is typing the
journal up. It has taken all this time
to get a digital version ready to share. At present Dan´s Scottish wife Sheila
is acting as our editor before sharing the information in blog space. The idea is to release the more interesting
excerpts over the next year, approximately as the days pass on our trip, only 30
years later. We appreciate any questions
or input and and have left an area for comments and suggestions.
Dan Robison
and Helena Robison Peacock
Rurrenabaque, Bolivia and Denton, TX, USA October 4,
2012.
Helena and Dan, starting out Oct. 1982. |
Interesting account. Great pictures. Cant wait to read more.
ReplyDeleteThis is amazing! You have talked so often about this trip and the diary, and now finally it will come true for those of us that were curious. Morten asked whether this was a pre-publishing test...then we thought you should do the trip again and tell both stories! I guess the dogs will not think its a good idea. Great picture....I hope there are more to come
DeleteWhat a gift you are giving us all! Thanks for sharing in this way. I know it was lots of work for you all.
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