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And the ride was good… very long, but Mailin and I had
comfortable seats, not the fold out ones that go in the aisle, so we were
fine. We got into Livingstone at around
10:30 last night, and were asked if we wanted a taxi for 50 Zambian Kwatcha
(10USD). Yeah right, buddy. How about 10
Kwatcha, eh? Yeah. That’s what I thought.
We arrived at Jolly Boys Backpacker, and were almost
immediately greeted by 5 Peace Corps volunteers (PCVs—they love acronyms) from
the Kavango and Caprivi Regions in Namibia.
Friends! Yay! But we didn’t stay up to play after the long travel, and
went straight to bed.
The next morning all of the PCVs showed us the free shuttle
to the Falls, and we wrapped our wallets and a camera in plastic and headed on
over to one of the Seven Wonders of the Natural World.
Name. Earned. The
water was just thundering over the Falls.
In many places, the mist was so thick that you couldn’t see anything
around you and it was like you were swimming in the air. We hiked around the falls to get the view
from every angle in Zambia. There was a
spot down at the bottom where the two gorges meet just downstream of the Falls
called the boiling pot. From there you can look up to the Falls and see the bridge
where people bungee jump, swing down from and zip line across. Then we (rather sweatily) hiked back up to
the top of the gorge and walked across the bridge to an island. This was where we got soaked over and over.
It was unbelievable! Once we had covered the ground on the island, we headed
back over to the main land and found a path to a spot directly at the top of
the Falls. We were close enough to dip
our feet it (don’t worry, mom, I didn’t).
Finally, we got hungry for lunch, so we decided to head back
to town. It’s a bad idea to eat at the falls because of all of the baboons will
attack you for food. Even if you put you
cameras or whatever into a grocery bag, the baboons are smart enough to
know—that means food. Clear bags are the
way to go for your valuables.
Mailin, two English boys on gap year whom we met at the
falls, and I had a hankering for pizza.
Perfect! I saw a pizza place on the way back from the Falls. Totally walkable distance. 45 minutes-1 hour later, we finally
arrived. OK, my bad. Maybe not such a
walkable distance. But it made the pizza
that much more delicious. And made us
feel less guilty about the ice cream.
Grandma Nana is smiling so hard right now, the sky is shouting! We are all so very proud, albeit terrified. What a wonderful, awe inspiring, people filled adventure. I wish you could bottle the sound, smell, air and feel. thank you for pictures!
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