The illegal post. Harare, Zimbabwe

A sign outside a gas station reads “Petrol: yes. Diesel: yes.” It would be a punch-line in any other country, but in Harare it’s a fact of life.
I’m spending a day in the life of a Zimbabwean, and I’ve already had my first taste: power is off so no hot water for a shower. [...]

Make a Plan. Harare, Zimbabwe

Crossing the border to Zimbabwe via Beit Bridge is unwise, so after five hedonist days in Pretoria, I’m shuttled to Jo’burg international where I take a British Airways flight to Harare. Before I left, I had received an email cautioning me that ‘the political situation here is rather tense.’ What an understatement.
Like clockwork I start [...]