Uprooted
There is only one word to describe a ride into the splendour of the eastern jungles of Chimanimani in Manicaland Province – green. Yes; Green Like Me Garden , one might want to add – shades of Wallace ‘Winky D’ Chirumiko and his self-appointed ‘Di Big Man’ mantra. There is really no telling. For the road network in Chimanimani is maze after labyrinthine maze of green wattle tree after tall green wattle tree. The road leading to the frontier town from Chipinge has enough wattle trees to make you wonder whether you are a wattle tree too. And yes, the sharp curves as the road meanders its way around the mountains are dangerous, with ravines plunging straight from the edge of the road and settling where the eye cannot see. There are heart-stopping tales of vehicles straying off the lanes and flying into the deep, and – looking down at the dot that is the mangled remains of an unlucky commuter omnibus – somehow the knowledge that all the passengers made it out of their ordeal un