Yes kind readers, there is a place on the planet called Swaziland. Pronounce it with the first a as in AH. It is one one the last constitutional monarchies on the planet. They have a young king with an Oxford education and more wives than anyone can count.
While developing a country with an extensive infrastructure of fine roads and WIFI, the Swazi people have jealously protected their culture. The people are friendly and they welcome tourists and their money. Some 75% of the population practice subsistence farming, and 60% of the population live on less than the equivalent of US$1.25 per day. Swaziland’s main trading partner is South Africa, and its currency is pegged to the South African Rand. Some Swazis make their living by growing marijuana, which is sold to South Africa. No one offered me any Swazi Wazi so they must be doing fine on their buck and a quarter a day. What I saw the most of was an intense forestry industry. They have huge tree farms and more importantly they have mills that make everything from lumber to toilet paper, which means the jobs stay in Swaziland.
On the down side, they have the highest HIV rate of just about anywhere. The king is trying to deal with it, I guess by marrying young maidens. Like I say, this is an irreverent travel blog. I just call them as I see them.
We spent one night there. I liked the name of the place, Foresters Arms Country Hotel.
The next morning we spent doing tourist stuff, as we always do.
I found out that aliens are invading Swaziland.
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