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Published: February 11th 2011
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Well, we crossed the border via foot (ferry) into Zambia from Botswana. It turns out there are trucks waiting up to 5 days to cross the border via ferry. If we kept our vehicle, we may have come across some problems, so we had a van waiting for us on the other side of the border.
We stopped by an information center about all the activities in the Livingston area. I watched the videos and picked a bunch of things I would like to do. Linda got up and walked away. Coleman said he would have to think about things as the man never makes a decision.
I had my 1st croc burger before heading to our lodge. It was interesting – no need to have one ever again. We were staying on the riverfront in tented lodges (basically you still feel like you are outdoors).
We were getting a ride into Victoria Falls. As soon as we got out of our vehicle, we all parted ways. I immediately lodged right into the trails. Within about 15 minutes, I was drenched! It is as if it is pouring rain around the falls as the mist is ridiculous. Once
you are face into the falls, there are rainbows everywhere! It is one of the most beautiful things ever! I would start walking and I could swear the rainbow was following me. It was pretty insane. After making it as far as I could go one direction, I turned around and headed back the other way. I walked for a bit, met many locals who were there with their families for the day. I was soaked and happy as a clam.
As I was leaving the falls, I suddenly come across a baboon and a baby latched on. It was super sweet. All of a sudden something fell on my head. I look up and there are 6 more baboons in the tree above me. How cool is that? Locke said the baboons are used to humans but just make sure you don’t pull out any food or drinks as they will snatch them from you. Also don’t bend over as that would be as if you are in a submissive position and they are likely to attack. I felt like I was in the baboon show, yet no one was watching. Some things are still so surreal!
I figure I might as well check out the craft markets. What a mistake! I was getting harassed left and right. It was as if I was back in Marrakesh or Cairo with people telling you their life story and how they will give you a good price. The best is a man who asked for my hair band for his sister. I figure sure, I have plenty more. What I didn’t realize is that many of these guys use that line to then offer a trade… but then charge you a small amount for that trade. DUR. I got in a taxi back to my lodge. I stripped off my clothes and sneakers and left in the sun to dry.
Our tour is ending! YAY. Not yay to the end of my journey, but yay to the end of the bitch of the millennium and the most whiney older gentleman I have ever met (he started explaining how long it takes him to sort his pills – I simply had enough!). Only Locke and I participated in the included drumming session. I banged the crap out of the drums – I have absolutely no rhythm, but had a
great time trying and even singing some reggae and other random ass tunes.
Dinner was the most awkward thing ever. It was a BBQ where we cooked our own meat. Linda complained from the first moment about cooking her own food. She complained the meat should have been tenderized… then she started telling Coleman how to BBQ his meat. No wonder why her husband divorced her 30 some odd years ago. One thing – NEVER tell a man how to BBQ properly!
As we sat down, she only addressed Coleman and turned her head at me. I bit my tongue long and hard for the hour we were together. The waitress tried taking her plate and she wanted to be proper and wait until everyone was done eating. The waitress came back 10 minutes later as Coleman was still eating his darn steak (did I mention he has no teeth? – he had each and every one pulled in Mexico as it was too expensive to get proper root canals in Canada?). She scolded the waitress. OUCH.
Once Linda, excused herself as she didn’t want dessert, I started singing ding dong the witch is dead. Then hallelujah. The table next to me joined in on hallelujah. It was pretty funny. Locke started laughing and reminded me the entire lodge echoed. I sure know it did.
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