At lastā¦Zambia Day 1!
Hello everyoneā¦I am back in the building š ā¦.jokes, jokes, I wish i could sing like Elvis!
It has been a seriously disruptive week and a half with our internet cable being damagedā¦it wasnāt only our area, half of the city had the same problemā¦but it seems now that they have sorted it out, thank goodness!
I had a geat deal of sympathy for the stranded people in Europe this weekā¦we were in Verbier at the beginning of January this year and as everything was frozen, and flights delayed and cancelled, we were stuck in airports for two days with 5 kidsā¦so I can understand how frustrating it can be. Seems that the flights are slowly resuming, and things may look up (I hopeā¦) for this week. I have posted this pic below, because it is just wondrous to look atā¦unbelievably scary, yet an awesome spectacle of natureā¦it was taken by the uber talented Marco Fulle, and was yesterdayās Astronomy pic of the dayā¦
Onto our Zambian trip!!!!! All I can say is that we had an incredible timeā¦it was a truly special celebration of our daughterās birthday and she loved every minute of it!
We arrived at Livingstone Airport, to a lovely warm and sunny afternoonā¦and I had a little smile, as we saw the airforce troops practising their marching ON the same tarmac as the airplanes landedā¦canāt imagine that at Tambo International š
We waited in line at the customs area and I had to sneak a quick pic of the prohibited itemsā¦I love the phraseology, quite naive and sweet in a wayā¦I still havenāt managed to find out what qilika isā¦
Just outside the airport, we saw the famous Dr Livingstone and his faithful companions Susi and Chuma, ā¦immortalised in bronze for the world to see, the story of the missionary Doctor and his experiences is a remarkable readā¦well worth the time.
We were picked up by a friendly and erudite guide, Lombe, who gave us a history of Livingstone as we drove through the narrow streetsā¦he pointed out historic buildings and that they were protected by law. I loved the bright blue colour of the taxis, which were abundantā¦
The pic below is of the main street through Livingstoneā¦Mosi-o-tunya street. Mosi-o-tunya is the local name for the Victoria Falls, meaning āthe smoke that thundersā.I took all these pics through the front window of the bus we were travelling in, so youāll see the odd reflection in the windowsā¦ at the far end of the street, you can see a misty cloud floating above the treesā¦this is the mighty Zambezi River, crashing over the edge of the cliff, and the water vapour cloud that results from the turbulenceā¦
As we drove closer to the Zambezi Sun Hotel, we saw more clearly the falls, and the kids were beside themselves with excitement, insisting that we go thereā¦asap!
The hotel is really beautifully designed, in a Moroccan/African fusion style, and I spent ages taking pics of all the lovely vignettes around the lawns and passages. Iāll post more of this tomorrow. This lamp was too gorgeous, I have a secret love for these fat little creatures (it must be said, however, that the hippo is one of the most dangerous animals in Africa and should never, ever, under any circumstance be under-estimated, they are cute looking ONLY, lethal in reality).
This is the lobby of the hotel, note the lovely rich coloursā¦
Afetr checking in, we had a couple of hours to spare, so we took the kids to the pool, which was absolutely fantasticā¦a live Marimba band plays the most beautiful music every afternoon, and everyone enjoys a sunny spot near the poolās edgeā¦the whole place is so carefully beautified, mosaics adorn the pool edge, lovely big wrought iron animal sculptures are found all over the gardens, and the gardens too are well maintained.
In the afternoon, we went for a guided tour of the Falls. This time of the year is high water season, and the Zambezi was maximally full, as such the Falls were spectacular. During dry season, when the water level falls, one can apparently walk across the edge of the cliff, to Livingston Island, which is a small island slap bang in the middle of the river/cliff edgeā¦
The turbulence at the base of the falls is so great that the vapour cloud reaches high into the sky, and as we all know ;), what goes up, must come down, so you quite literally get completely drenched when you walk next to the falls. We were all given raincoats, but I realised that this was more out of politeness on behalf of the guide , than a real attempt at keeping us dryā¦it is NOT possible š . I had anticipated this and had fortunately bought an underwaterhousing along for my camera, so I soldiered on , once more into the breachā¦erā¦rainā¦
The base of the falls is called the boiling pot, because realistically, if you fall off of the edge, you donāt stand a chanceā¦the violence of crashing water is terribleā¦
Everything near the falls is wetā¦completely wetā¦
The above pic was taken totally blindā¦I was soaked to the bone , and just pointed in the general direction of the water, and pushed the shutter buttonā¦a changing wind blew some mist away and I had a bit of a view of the falls that one cannot generally see from the other sideā¦
A perpetual rainbowā¦ one even sees a āmoonbowāat night when the moon is fullā¦
All along the gardens, youāll find strange yet beautiful sculpturesā¦
We came back from this wonderful experience, soaked but happy! 