Part 3 – All Work No Play…

Most people visit Lesotho for the snow, every year without fail, snow falls on the Maluti mountains; it was one of the reasons we went. And they are also famous for their horses. More on their horses in the next post. The people are lovely and we spent a significant time with a horse breeder who almost hijacked our entire trip with horses.

We took a trail after breakfast to see the important buildings in the historic town of Morija. The horse trail was supposed to be for two hours, it started at 9 am and ended something around 2 pm.

sight seeing on horses
sight-seeing on horses

There are dinosaur fossils nearby, we meant to see them but ran out of time. Our guide insisted on taking us to the hole in the rock. It was quite something, even my arachnophobic friend did not mind crawling some two meters through the rock to emerge through the hole.

crawling through the hole in the rock
crawling through the hole in the rock

We spent every evening in Maseru and sought hangouts and dinner spots. An evening spot highly recommended was the Lesotho Sun, and it did not disappoint. There was also a cozy lunch spot we discovered though a friend we made at Lesotho Sun, the restaurant is called Ouh la la and it’s in the French embassy complex. We also ate at the highest restaurant in Africa at the Afriski Resort. The Beer Garden at the Victoria Hotel on Kingsway road is also a good hang out place; we had a few drinks there and our guide rooted us up promising better. He took us opposite the street to a joint called the Good Times Cafe in the LNDC center. I was a bit too clubby for our mood so after a stop at some questionable Chinese jazz restaurant we went to the Lesotho Sun. There was a live jazz performance at Cabanas, a lounge bar in the Lesotho Sun complex.

city view from maseru sun
city view from maseru sun

There’s also Maseru Sun; part of the Sun International Hotels as well but not quite in the same par as Lesotho Sun. It has a theater and occasionally as a show running.  The Maseru mall offers some more options for restaurants.

Made it to the ski resort around lunch and sacrificed the snowboarding lessons for food. I love food! After we were fed and rested we hit the ice and bum-skied for the afternoon. But after about an hour my muscles were aching and I couldn’t quite catch my breath. Oh, yes, I was 3 232 m above sea level; the air is really thin up there.

afriski resort

And of course no trip is complete without hunting for souvenirs. We hit the market and the Basotho Hat (on Kingsway road).  The market is mostly made of stalls of regular clothing. The traditional seshoeshoe outfits can be purchased but most vendors operate like boutiques, there’s not a lot of ready made outfits, the outfits are tailor made on request. The Basotho Hat has the usual souvenirs like post cards and t-shirts, and items made of sheep wool in the form of bags or artwork.

maseru market
maseru market

After about two hours walking around the market, I retired to the car and let my shopaholic friend with our guide, who decided to accompany us, to continue with the shopping. That girl can shop till you drop dead. Literally!


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