The mighty Zambezi and those falls called Victoria…

We drove from Chipata, the first town in Zambia after Malawi through to Lusaka where we camped amongst a heard of zebra and family of baboons and serviced our beloved bike before riding south to Livingston, named of course after David himself and home to the Victoria Falls.

After months of travelling in ‘non-tourist oriented’ countries we have made it to tourist central, which has its perks as well as negatives! Whilst here in Livingstone we spent a morning (well, 15 minutes) soaring above the Victoria Falls and gorge surrounding them in a helicopter, before spending the afternoon walking through all the trails of the park that surrounds the falls, viewing them from above, under and every other angle possible. We as usual opted to not spentdthe extra to a hire a raincoat and got absolutely drenched, but had a wonderful time and the falls, well they are simply amazing…

The helicopter didn’t quite quench our thirst for adrenalin so we booked in for white water rafting on the mighty Zambezi River. As it is wet season, the river level is quite high and thus (thankfully to me!) we could only do rapids 14-25 which are apparently ‘milder’!!! We were both thrown out on a number of occasions, Tille finding himself a good 8 metres from the raft and me stuck underneath it! The whole day however was great fun and something we’d be pretty keen to do again!

To top off our tourist town weekend we booked into a sunset cruise that included all you could eat and drink – classy… We cruised along the Zambezi in a lovely small boat with about 20 other people and were told that if we were really lucky we would see elephants, hippos and crocodiles on the banks of the river – and what did we see?? All three! We clinked our gin and tonics and agreed that life is not bad…..