Traveling from Cape to Cairo was, in many places, a very solitary experience. I would be lying, however,  if I said that I was ever completely on my lonesome. Less than a foot high, generally quiet and inedible in Ethiopia and Sudan – I had a partner.

He was a small, pink pig donated (or abducted, depending on your point of view) from some friends and taken along on the journey. Partly for my entertainment and partly to realise his longtime ambition of being the first stuffed animal to backpack the length of the continent. Being a stuffed animal, actually moving himself was something of a troublesome task – which was why I was involved in the project.  For much of the early part of the journey, he lived quietly inside one of my shoes, making few demands. But in Kenya, his little fluffy snout would begin surfacing for the occasional photograph. Initially when we shared a room in the Nairobi YMCA together.

YMCA

Young pig. There's no need to feel down...

As we traveled, so he became my rock. A companion in the quiet times. Excellent company in the fun times. A superb pillow in the night time. Particularly when my pillow looked a little something like this.

Dirty Pillow

Yes. That is, in fact a stain on that pillow. Shiver.

Indeed, he frequently gave of his time and softness without asking anything in return except the occasional photograph to send back home. It was a tough journey in places, but not without its lighter moments. Though he was always the first to fall asleep.

Pig and Beer

Of his many piglet skills, mixing beer and wine was not one of them

We passed through forests and deserts. On ferries and feluccas. Through places where nobody had ever seen a real pig. In Sudan, I was asked if he was a hippopotamus. It was a slight which he took in good humour as he forgivingly smiled at the official who asked.

Pig in Wadi Halfa

Piglet surveyed the land. But there was no sign of Pooh. - Wadi Halfa, Sudan.

He was there to the last. In my right trouser pocket as we galloped past the pyramids. Finally arrived. To you piglet, I say a heartfelt word of thanks. As you depart for new adventures of your own, know that you have planted your trotters in places that no other piglet (alive or stuffed) has likely ever been.

[with a nod and a wink to the Pretoria University Debating Union]

Categories: Africa, Cape to Cairo, Travel
  • Rich – i LOVE your pig! what is his name? i see that he was a quiet and comfortable travel companion – what more can we ask?

    thanks!

  • First of all – that is so cute! Maybe I should have taken a little piglet along with me during my travels.

    Secondly – OMG to the stained pillow! seriously!

  • Kirsten

    What an awesome travel buddy! Apart from when he got pissed and left you unsupervised, of course :P

  • Kyle Parkin

    Great story Richard! I especially like that “donated or abducted, depending on your point of view” part. LOL! Better you enjoy the companionship of the Pig from Tuks than have him buried in a ditch somewhere just off of Wits main campus…

  • He is in Germany at the moment, doing a photo tour, but I promise that as soon as he returns to SA, I will have him DHL’ed to you guys again with some pics of the places he has been. I think he probably misses you now – it’s been years!

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