My husband’s paternal village is in the Western Province of Zambia. It is a small village of thatched huts and subsistence farmers. However, many of his relatives have migrated to the provincial capital, Mongu. This is a small town on the Angolan border. We have only been in Lusaka a few days but decide to make the drive out before Christmas. This is my first time in Africa, in Zambia. Everything is different and overwhelming. As we head out we have been told that the road is “good” and that we should arrive within five to six hours. There is a storm coming though and we are heading straight for it. The sky is black and ominous and there are streams of people on either side of the road. Some are carrying bundles on their heads,
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