Overland from Cairo to Cape Town
Reposted: October 1, 2024
Cairo to Cape Town: 19,000km, 10 countries, 6 months, 1 attempted mugging
In 2015/2016, I travelled from Cairo to Cape Town, 19,000+ Km of hard-worn, dusty trail from North Africa to South Africa down the East coast, surely one of the ultimate overland trails a backpacker could ever make.
Whether you are a biker, a cyclist or a backpacker, surely it's the most iconic trip ever.
In late 2015, I spontaneously flew from Tbilisi to Cairo via Baku and Abu Dhabi. For most, such a trip would be the trip of a lifetime, 6 months spent on preparation, a few thousand dollars worth of quick-drying adventure clothing and both arms full of red dots where the vaccinations had gone in.
I made no special preparations: no visas in advance, no fitness routine.
I acquired no special equipment, I just went with what I had. Jeans, worn-out running shoes, a few T-shirts and my mosquito net.
Even all my vaccinations, bar the yellow fever one, had long since expired. No antimalarials - they are for those who think that popping pills will stop you from getting malaria.
By the time I arrived in Cairo, I'd already been on the road for nearly 2 years but was still eager for adventure.
I arrived in Cairo on November 1st 2015. I took lodgings at the Dahab Hostel not far from Talaat Harb, the epicentre of downtown Cairo. It had been 5 years since I was last in this city. I walked the streets to re-familiarise myself with this city of dreams and then spent a day in my room, coming up with a plan for Egypt.
I wanted to see the Suez Canal, I wanted to see Alexandria, and I wanted to go to Siwa. On a previous trip, I had visited Luxor. No need for a revisit. And I needed to go to Aswan. Aswan is where I stood the best chance of getting a Sudanese visa and, of course, taking the boat to Wadi Halfa.
In late 2015, I spontaneously flew from Tbilisi to Cairo via Baku and Abu Dhabi. For most, such a trip would be the trip of a lifetime, 6 months spent on preparation, a few thousand dollars worth of quick-drying adventure clothing and both arms full of red dots where the vaccinations had gone in.
I made no special preparations: no visas in advance, no fitness routine.
I acquired no special equipment, I just went with what I had. Jeans, worn-out running shoes, a few T-shirts and my mosquito net.
Even all my vaccinations, bar the yellow fever one, had long since expired. No antimalarials - they are for those who think that popping pills will stop you from getting malaria.
By the time I arrived in Cairo, I'd already been on the road for nearly 2 years but was still eager for adventure.
I arrived in Cairo on November 1st 2015. I took lodgings at the Dahab Hostel not far from Talaat Harb, the epicentre of downtown Cairo. It had been 5 years since I was last in this city. I walked the streets to re-familiarise myself with this city of dreams and then spent a day in my room, coming up with a plan for Egypt.
I wanted to see the Suez Canal, I wanted to see Alexandria, and I wanted to go to Siwa. On a previous trip, I had visited Luxor. No need for a revisit. And I needed to go to Aswan. Aswan is where I stood the best chance of getting a Sudanese visa and, of course, taking the boat to Wadi Halfa.
Step Djoser Pyramid | Saqqara | Egypt:
Skyline in Alexandria | Egypt:
Suez Canal - Port Suez to Port Said | Egypt:
Siwa Oasis - Western Egypt, just 40km from the Libyan border
I stayed a week in Aswan, I secured my Sudanese visa, booked my passage on the weekly ferry and read up about Sudan.
This was how I planned my Cairo to Cape Town overland journey. I've always got a bit of a plan, but en route, you learn of new things and places and adapt accordingly. Once on the ground, part of the fun or the journey is sorting out the logistics. But this just involves a trip to the bus station to see when the bus to the intended destination will depart. This is Africa. There was never a need to book in advance, save the Aswan | Wadi Halfa ferry.
The crucial visa for Sudan. If it had been refused, what would have become of the trip. There is no way to get to Ethiopia from Egypt without going through Sudan:
This was how I planned my Cairo to Cape Town overland journey. I've always got a bit of a plan, but en route, you learn of new things and places and adapt accordingly. Once on the ground, part of the fun or the journey is sorting out the logistics. But this just involves a trip to the bus station to see when the bus to the intended destination will depart. This is Africa. There was never a need to book in advance, save the Aswan | Wadi Halfa ferry.
The crucial visa for Sudan. If it had been refused, what would have become of the trip. There is no way to get to Ethiopia from Egypt without going through Sudan:
This was an overland journey. Flights are not part of the equation.
I am disgusted by travellers who say they completed Cairo to Cape Town, overland and glaze over the fact that they were forced to fly into Khartoum or even skip Sudan entirely. Americans are very often refused visas!
And nearly everyone goes from Cairo to Cape Town as the logistics of acquiring visas are easier. An Ethiopian visa is only possible in countries south of Ethiopia for locals. Tourists are thus forced to fly into Addis, where they are granted a 30-day visa or secure in their home country.
Visas are an essential part of the journey. One must secure visas for Sudan, Ethiopia and then Kenya. There is no plan B. Thankfully, the visa headache dissipates, as from Kenya, you have a choice of countries: Uganda or Tanzania, and they are both easy visas. Sudan was always the hard one.
I travelled through 10 countries. Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, Kenya, Tanzania, Mozambique, Zimbabwe, Lesotho, South Africa.
3 visas were obtained in advance:
I am disgusted by travellers who say they completed Cairo to Cape Town, overland and glaze over the fact that they were forced to fly into Khartoum or even skip Sudan entirely. Americans are very often refused visas!
And nearly everyone goes from Cairo to Cape Town as the logistics of acquiring visas are easier. An Ethiopian visa is only possible in countries south of Ethiopia for locals. Tourists are thus forced to fly into Addis, where they are granted a 30-day visa or secure in their home country.
Visas are an essential part of the journey. One must secure visas for Sudan, Ethiopia and then Kenya. There is no plan B. Thankfully, the visa headache dissipates, as from Kenya, you have a choice of countries: Uganda or Tanzania, and they are both easy visas. Sudan was always the hard one.
I travelled through 10 countries. Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, Kenya, Tanzania, Mozambique, Zimbabwe, Lesotho, South Africa.
3 visas were obtained in advance:
- Sudan (obtained in Aswan)
- Ethiopia (obtained in Khartoum)
- Kenya (Obtained in Addis - could have gotten at the border)
5 visas on arrival:
- Egypt
- Tanzania
- Malawi
- Mozambique
- Zimbabwe
2 no visa required:
- Lesotho
- South Africa
There is no getting away from the fact that Africa is tough.
Road conditions: although a breeze compared to the conditions in West Africa, but still, the dust, corrugations, potholes, roadblocks, crazy drivers, and overloaded trucks and buses.
On the road from Cuamba to Nampula, Mozambique:
Road conditions: although a breeze compared to the conditions in West Africa, but still, the dust, corrugations, potholes, roadblocks, crazy drivers, and overloaded trucks and buses.
On the road from Cuamba to Nampula, Mozambique:
General annoyances:
Egypt: pushy touts, pushy homosexuals
Ethiopia: constant You-You s, corrupt police, bed bugs, crap food
Kenya: theft possibility.
Tanzania: the heat.
Malawi: demand of handouts. "hey Mzungu, buy me lunch!"
South Africa: I was attacked in Cape Town.
Sudan was probably my favourite country on this trip. Tough - very hot, dusty, ultrabasic conditions, but the people are incredibly kind.
Of course, it's not all doom and gloom: Infectious smiles.
This is in Cobue. Mozambique. I'd just arrived in this small village after crossing Lake Malawi from Likoma. There was a funeral happening, and all the shops were closed. My guesthouse had no running water. You showered with rainwater stored in a drum, and this delightful young mum helped me to fill my water bottles at the well. Probably the widest smile I saw in Africa.
Egypt: pushy touts, pushy homosexuals
Ethiopia: constant You-You s, corrupt police, bed bugs, crap food
Kenya: theft possibility.
Tanzania: the heat.
Malawi: demand of handouts. "hey Mzungu, buy me lunch!"
South Africa: I was attacked in Cape Town.
Sudan was probably my favourite country on this trip. Tough - very hot, dusty, ultrabasic conditions, but the people are incredibly kind.
Of course, it's not all doom and gloom: Infectious smiles.
This is in Cobue. Mozambique. I'd just arrived in this small village after crossing Lake Malawi from Likoma. There was a funeral happening, and all the shops were closed. My guesthouse had no running water. You showered with rainwater stored in a drum, and this delightful young mum helped me to fill my water bottles at the well. Probably the widest smile I saw in Africa.
Happy to pose for photos. I am a shy photographer. I hate imposing on people, but when they ask, I am happy.
Food: I love the foul and rice in Egypt. In Kenya, Tanzania, Malawi and Zimbabwe they eat Ugali/Sima and when travelling in the developing world, there is never a shortage of snacks available.
This is in Mozambique. You make a stop in the middle of nowhere and locals come rushing with ice cold drinks, chicken and rice and everything else:
This is in Mozambique. You make a stop in the middle of nowhere and locals come rushing with ice cold drinks, chicken and rice and everything else:
And then there are the highlights:
The Meroe Pyramids in Sudan:
The Meroe Pyramids in Sudan:
Some hardcore travels to be had in Mozambique for those interested:
Victoria Falls are stunning even in the wet season, where you can't see much:
Hiking up the Sani Pass. I'm actually in no man's land as the South African border post is at the bottom of the pass and the Lesotho border post is at the top. Stunning views all round:
Wish you were here.
Here I am, hanging out in Dongola, Sudan:
Here I am, hanging out in Dongola, Sudan:
Waiting again. This time in an unknown village en route from Gorgora to Bahir Dir, Ethiopia. A two-day trip across Lake Tana:
Self-timer at Gedi on the Swahili coast in Kenya:
Chillin' on Likoma Island, Malawi:
The overland journey lasted 7 months. I didn't get to the Black and White deserts in Western Egypt. Too many problems there. I didn't get to Somaliland as I could not get a double entry visa for Ethiopia. They said I'd need to fly back.
I favoured the Swahili coast instead of Lake Turkana, Uganda and Rwanda and Mozambique instead of Lake Tanganyika. There is always next time.
From Cape Town, I flew back to Central Asia. Further travels saw me return to Southeast Asia via UAE and Sri Lanka. And then onto the Philippines and back west again. It was almost 18 months after the completion of Cairo to Cape Town before I returned to England.
I favoured the Swahili coast instead of Lake Turkana, Uganda and Rwanda and Mozambique instead of Lake Tanganyika. There is always next time.
From Cape Town, I flew back to Central Asia. Further travels saw me return to Southeast Asia via UAE and Sri Lanka. And then onto the Philippines and back west again. It was almost 18 months after the completion of Cairo to Cape Town before I returned to England.
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