Cab driver was to pick me up at 5:30 to catch the 6:00 AM Zupco Bus. When he was not there, called said he was on way, finally showed up at 6AM. Of course missed bus. He said no problem, "know nother bus." So the adventure begins on African Interlink? Utter chaos as passengers tried to get on a Greyhound style bus with five seats across and a very narrow aisle. Many had to turn sideways to make it through with their makeshift bags. This was complicated by venders hawking breakfast items that first worked their way to back of the bus,came back to the front against the passenger flow, then continued to go back and forth.
Eventually all the vendors were evicted, bus filled to standing room only-illegally, the door locked, and we were off - once the driver set the volume on the CD to a level that competed with a front row seat at a rock concert.
About a hour down the route, a stately looking gentleman had the volume turned down and addressed the masses in a native dialect. People all seemed serious and concerned, and I had not a clue - then right at this end his tone changed, people looked relaxed and started laughing.
Turned out he was the mobile Dollar Store or such with endless items pulled out of neatly arranged plastic bags in a larger canvas carryon. Standing at the front of the bus as he presented each of his wares. Best item was six ballpoints for $1. A buyer would wave and 6 pens would be passed back person to person to the buyer. Then payment would be sent forward in the same manner. If change was due, the procedure repeated. This went on for about an hour as he worked through his many bags. Wish it has lasted longer, because then the music resumed
This was a five hour trip with one rest stop, and one emergency stop when mom with kid over shoulder screaming and roll of toilet paper pushed down the narrow aisle bumping people in the path. Driver pulled over into the grass and the emergency was relieved and shortly we were on the way again - music intact. 😡😡😡
Arrived in Masvingo and took a taxi to the hotel. He wanted $35, I offered $20. He said $25 and we were on the way.
Quick lunch at The Great Zimbabwe Hotel then walked about a kilometer to The Great Zimbabwe which was declared a World Heritage site in 1986. These "houses of stone" are witness to the great Shona civilization that flourished from about 1100-1500 A.D. The stone work is not as tight as the Inca at Machu Picchu. The granite was broken into approximate square forms by building fires along the cracks of the boulders then pouring cold water in the cracks to fracture it. The section referred to as The Kings Hill overlooks everything else, the queen's quarters, and at the bottom quarters for the many wives. The commoners lived outside the security wall which were terraced. The terraces only purpose was provide support for the wall above.
After climbing around the site for three hours, up, down, and around I walked back to the hotel to freshen up and takes nap before dinner, a nights rest and catching another bus, this time to the capital of Zimbabwe - Harare.