Overlanding 101
Moby | 14/7/2006 You make the decision in a moment of weakness to consider going on an organised overland. How do you start?
First, decide roughly where you want to go, for how long and how much money you have.
Search endlessly on internet for something suitable, give up, have second thoughts and post the following question on a forum like the Lonely Planet Thorn Tree, “Should I go on an organised overland or do it by myself?â€
Weigh up all the conflicting arguments from the posters, discard all the advice and then decide to do it anyway, the alternative, independent travel, seems too daunting.
Post next question on the forums,
“Can anyone recommend an overland company to go from Nairobi to Capetown?â€
Trawl through all the disparate answers and then revert to the first option but trying to have more patience this time.
Narrow results down to four or five companies and post the following again, “Has anyone got anything good or bad to say about the following companies for an overland…………….â€
Read all answers, decide the good reviews must be working for the company and the bad ones must be working for the other companies.
Go to bed, wake up in the middle of the night, think, “Sod itâ€, switch on the computer and on impulse (‘cause you like the look of the girl/boy in the photo on the web site of company “bâ€) fill out the application form and send your deposit off by credit card.
Go back to bed and have second thoughts, get up again, log on to the forums and post following message, “I’ve just booked to do an overland with …… have I done the right thing?â€
Compare answers with those of friends at home and find that it’s an even split between, “Wow!†and “Dickheadâ€.
Highlight date on calendar and start counting down the days.
Make endless “TTBD†lists (Things To Be Done) and realise that you’ll need a holiday just to get over the preparation and stress of sorting the bloody thing out.
Keep posting questions along the lines of
“How cold/hot will it beâ€
“What sleeping bag should I takeâ€
“Will I need a mossie netâ€
“What vaccinations do I needâ€
“How much money should I takeâ€
“What if I don’t get on with the others on the truck†etc etc.
WARNING -
At no time should you actually pick up a guide book or search the internet for any information pertaining to where you are actually going, what you are going to see, how to interact with the locals without giving offence, history of the countries, culture or anything relating to the actual substance of the trip, only for information regarding the preparation and execution of said overland.
You’ve come to realise that when you turn up on Day 1 you can always ask the Leader/Driver questions like,
“Why is it so dusty here?â€,
“Why can’t I wear shorts in that Mosque?â€,
“Are there any nude beaches?â€
“Why do they smell so much?â€
“Why don’t they understand English?â€
“Why is the food so crap?â€
“Where is the nearest McDonalds?, I want real food tonightâ€.
Leaders really love those types of questions, makes them feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
One thing to be done is work something out regarding travelling times.
E.g. from the company info it says how far it is from Nairobi to Capetown and how long the trip lasts. So you divide the distance by the time and find out that you’ll be driving only about 120km per day.
Great! Only a couple of hours driving in the truck each day at the most! More like an hour and a half!
(Boy oh boy, are you going to be disappointed)
So eventually you pack your bag, get the flight and meet up with everyone else at the pre-departure hotel.
First thing you do, even though you swore that it didn’t matter, is to check out the group to see who’s cute.
Then you check out their clothing, footwear etc to see who looks as though they’ve just bought them for the trip (obviously not an experienced traveller) or who has good stuff but well worn (experienced traveller) or who has cheap grotty kit that’s falling apart (waster who’ll always be looking out for what he can cadge and who never buys a round at the bar)
To save a lot of hassle and time getting to know people overland groups nearly always have a mix of the following types of persons -
You, completely normal, no phobias, nice person, willing to save the planet and hug trees.
The woman running away from a difficult relationship who thinks being on an overland will give her time to find the answer (trust me, no it wont)
The guy who everyone thinks is gay but states he has a girlfriend at home and slips up from time to time with what her name is, where she works and her date of birth and blushes whenever the driver/leader talks to him.
The two lads out for some crumpet.
The younger couple in love who always blow kisses at each other (not for long, they’re on an overland, I’ll give it three weeks before they’re at each others throat and refuse to share a tent together)
The stunning looking girl/woman who is instrumental in the split up of the couple because she is insecure in herself and turns to the “safe†guy, the one in a relationship, for help. He sees her vulnerable side and just “wants to help†(get in her knickers more like).
The dirty, smelly young ageing hippy type who smells of urine and stale sweat all the time who no-one wants to sit next to on the truck.
The “know it all†who prefaces every sentence with “When I was in……â€
The one who compares every bit of scenery with their home country e.g. “It just looks like a smaller version of Sydney Harbour Bridgeâ€.
The girl or man who wants to bed the driver.
The “thoroughly nice bloke†who is actually a violent drunk.
The bewildered couple that take photos of every last thing as though they’re on a foreign planet and no-one really knows how they got on the trip and plucked up the courage to come.
The guy who always wants to go somewhere else and can say nothing other than “Why don’t we go to ……on the trip. It’s so much better than hereâ€
The man/woman who asks all the daft questions, e.g. “Why do they (the Maasai) drink cows blood mixed with milk? Don’t they know it’s disgusting and unhealthy?â€
“If I phone my mother, will she be at home?â€
“Why is he cleaning his teeth with that stick, can’t they afford toothpaste here?â€
My favourite question, asked whilst sitting in a beach café on Zanzibar, “How high above sea level are we?â€
Answer, “Which part of your body are you talking about?â€
And they’re the one who always calls the truck a “busâ€. Grrrrrr.
Last but not least, the “Walking Lonely Planetâ€. This is the one who, whenever the leader gives out some information on a place or activity, always disagrees and says, “Well, it says in the Lonely Planet (e.g.) …it only cost twenty dollars and you’re telling us it’s thirty dollars.â€
(this person suddenly finds their copy of the LP has been used to light the fire or is hanging up on a piece of string in the campsite toilet with various sheets ripped out.)
Note – Lonely Planet paper is no good for wiping bottom with, the sheets are too slippery, causes smearing rather than cleaning, especially the photo pages.
You start the trip on the first day after the usual polite shuffle as to who’s going to sit where. This ends on day 4 when everyone realises what are the best seats and will rush on to grab them.
After a week you notice a lot of conversations are about food.
After a few weeks you realise you have a magic rucksack. You put clothes in there you could swear blind were dirty, but when you compare them with what you have on, they seem remarkably clean. Maybe the rucksack, if left alone for several days, will clean all your clothes?!
This is where it starts to get gross.
Kids, miss out the next few paragraphs if squeamish.
You start using the 4-day underwear – day 1, normal fitting, day 2 back to front, day 3 inside out but normal fitting, day 4 inside out and back to front. One girl told me she extended this several times by at the end of the fourth day “scraping the crusty bits off†Yeeouw! Disgusting, too much information!
You’ve run out of toilet roll and begin to use the “one sheet†method, as follows -
Do business, take one sheet of paper, poke hole in centre, place middle finger through hole, put hand under bottom, scrape off excess crap with finger, pull finger back through hole and, with the other hand, close paper around finger to clean it off. Make mental note not to bite fingernails.
Pissing at the side of the road is “de rigueur” for overlands. It is definitely more hygienic plus service stations with clean toilets (or any toilets, or in fact any service stations at all) are non-existent.
Generally it is boys to one side and girls to the other and the truck will stop whenever necessary though constant stopping and starting plays havoc with the driving times between campsites.
Have you problems with your bladder or bowels normally?
Bear in mind that if it is hot then you will need to drink more, but you will notice that at first you wont drink enough and the frequency of peeing is reduced.
A rule of thumb is that the darker your pee is then the more dehydrated you are. It should be nearly clear, just a hint of a colour.
If your pee becomes very dark, contains blood and it is excruciating to go – then you are in serious trouble and are about to die.
If you have diarrhoea badly, lose all your fluids, don’t take any electrolytes and fluids, miss out on the IV drip, fall into a coma – you are about to die. (Cont)