Day 3- Zambia

Today we were up again at 6:00am ready to hit the road to Livingstone, Zambia. We got in the car only to find an additional passenger waiting for us. Everyone was confused. Joining us on our journey today was Itay, a 26 year old man from Israel. We had no idea he was joining us, so that was a fun surprise. Our party of five turned into a party of six. 


Driving across three countries is a haul. Today consisted of a three hour Indiana Jones ride up some dirt roads to get to Zambezi and Kafue. After driving along a pretty sketchy path off of the main road covered in dead trees, we appeared at this beautiful lake. Here we were stopping for breakfast. The thing is, this whole portion of the trip has been sort of shady at this point. Holly had made arrangements for us to have a Safari first then go to Victoria Falls but just before I arrived, Mophie asked if he could switch the order of events. We now think it was because Itay was looking for a ride to Victoria Falls and Mophie just wanted to make more money. Which is fine, except he did not tell us this part. So when we arrived to Kafue at this beautiful lake, to stop for breakfast, Itay stopped to do a canoeing trip. Mophie had said it was a two hour trip. All of the signs posted at this lake said it was a three hour trip.


It was a three hour trip.


So now, we had a surprise three hour break. Which, while the site we were at was absolutely beautiful, we were not so happy about. We had not planned to have a huge break and detour in our day, we were not told we would have this, and we still had a long drive to get to Livingstone. No one was happy about this at all. 
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Mitch got lucky in that with the canoeing trip, you must book it for parties of two. Or at least pay for two. Itay paid for two and then had no one to go so he asked if anyone in our group would like to go and Mitchell jumped at the offer. At the time, he definitely did not realize he was signing up for a three hour canoeing trip around this tiny island. All he thought it was (like us) was a canoeing trip where he would see some hippos. So while Mitchell and Itay went on this little trip, the rest of us sat around killing time talking, reading, and working out why we think everything happened this way. For some of this, Mophie sat with us to talk. Holly began asking Mophie about the history of slave trade in Africa. Her point was that we are taught what we are taught by white straight American men who have only one perspective on what happened in history. Mophie began to explain in detail (in his limited scope of English) about slave trade across Africa and the influence the UK and the U.S. had on the trafficking. He explained how there were people in the North who would raid cities and capture anyone they could. They were locked up in boxes where the white men would come and select who they wanted out of these boxes to take. They would pay chiefs or whoever was in charge and bring the slaves to the U.S. Mophie says that is why so many Black people in the United States are big, strong and athletically inclined. Because slave traders would pick the biggest and strongest out of the collected to bring back. Then, after slavery was abolished, the U.S. actually brought slaves BACK to Africa and in Mophie’s words “dumped them all back into one place” which is was is now Sierra Leone. He says that before slave trade, Sierra Leone did not even exist in Africa but because there was such an influx of people back into Africa, Sierra Leone became that space and newly founded country to be occupied. He went on further to explain how sad this was (obviously for many reasons) but because people were pulled from all various parts and countries in Africa for slave trade and obviously had families, but when those people were brought back and left to live in Sierra Leone, they could actually come from a different culture and place in Africa but not know it. They have been displaced by white people. It was really sad to talk about. Mophie even wondered how we did not know about this and was surprised to find we are not taught that in school. OH! He also talked about people who were accused of being witches. If someone was captured and accused of being a witch, they were not allowed to be sold to white slave traders. They were kept as slaves, but here at a home.This entire conversation was absolutely educational, disheartening, and interesting.


While waiting, we even saw a lizard! And by lizard, I mean a GIANT lizard. I don’t know why they call it a lizard, I am pretty sure it is bigger than the size of a small cat. I was mind blown to see this lizard just in the wild, roaming around the property. I could not get a picture because when i went to get my camera, I startled it and it ran off. 


All in all, Mitchell came back starving (he had to skip breakfast to kayak) and looking like a tomato. He got SO burned! I felt so bad for the guy. I gave him the other half of my sandwich to eat. Oh right, our food. We ordered coffee and breakfast sandwiches. All of our sandwiches came and there were TWO whole sandwiches on the plate! Served as one! It was so much food! FINALLY we got to head back out on the road again.


Today consisted of a lot more site seeing, cards, and laughing. We saw lots of small outer villages where homes were huts, people walking, and fire burning. I want to talk about two of these things. First, people walking. People walk everywhere here, which is is amazing. However, when they are carrying anything, it is almost always carried on their head. Not only carried on their head, but balanced on their head. And it is absolutely amazing what we have seen people balance on their heads while walking. Absolutely amazing. HUGE things that do not even seem possible to balance or baskets that look like the weight is not even distributed. Children, carrying buckets of water. It’s entirely all too impressive. Second, the fires. There is no trash system here in Zambia or Malawi so instead they burn their trash. There often along the road on this trip so far, have been lots of fires. People just collect, pile, and burn their trash which has been interesting to see. We also saw Baboons! We have seen some crazy amounts of baboons now. Also, we saw a goat hung by its hind legs in a tree being skinned. And, possibly a dead body. If he was not dead, he was very close to be. He was laying in the bed of a truck in front of us. The bed was down and we could see him. A leg looked destroyed but it was hard to see, it was dark. Mophie got our attention, telling us to look and see and when we did, that’s what it was. 
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We had some real deep conversations that branched off from “Would you rather” questions and just generally questions. We asked Itay to play cards with us and taught him how to play Asshole as well. He enjoyed it and was a good sport. We all played that for while. Eventually we switched over to that game where it’s like “I’m going to a picnic and I am bringing….” and you have some category in your head that everyone else is trying to figure out. Some people then say “I’m going to bring ________” and the person in charge tells them that yes, they are allowed to bring it, OR no they are not. This keeps going until someone can figure out the category. Some categories were: Things that are green, words ending in ING, words with two consonants, and cult leaders. After this game, we switched to Contact (shout out to Gabby!) it is a word guessing game Gabby taught me and I taught all of them. We must have played this game for SO long. Eventually everyone was falling asleep in the car. We stopped in a small town called Monze to get some food for dinner and we were back in the car. 
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We finally arrived to Livingstone and to our hostel that was called Fawlty Towers. It was a really nice place. They had Wifi only in the lobby and lots of couches and comfy areas to sit. We all put our stuff in the room and headed down to the lobby to check in with the world and relax after a long day. Also, we said goodbye to our friend Itay, as he was staying somewhere else in Livingstone. 


Sitting in the lobby of this hostel, this giant fat cat walked by. We have seen A LOT of cats here so far. This cat was clearly loved and well fed. But oh my gosh, he started by claiming on the table near me and then on the couch near me, and the ON to me where he was tapping and padding his feet and kneading his claws into my stomach for like twenty minutes! I don’t know why this cat was so keen on me, even after I stopped petting him! He would NOT get off of me and his nails were hurting me. I seriously just wanted him to get off or lay down and stop clawing me. But he did not, so I eventually had to lift him off of me so I could get up. He cried and meowed at me for this. 
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After this, I ran upstairs to get disinfectant to wipe off the small scratches from the cat. I really was not worried about them being infected or causing a problem, but figured it would be better to be safe than sorry. Upon opening Meg’s backpack to get wipes, I discovered that the lid to the peanut butter had popped off somewhere along the way in all of this moving process and was now all over her backpack, the bread, and the wipes! That was a fun disaster to deal with. I cleaned off the wipes semi-wiped off the bread, and carried the backpack to Meg, to explain and see what she wanted to do. So, that was fun. 


After all of that, we went to bed. Mitchell once again was placed in a room not near us, forced to sleep with strangers. Tomorrow we will for sure see Victoria Falls and cross into Zimbabwe. In the four days that I have been here, I will have been in three different countries. Thats fun to think about! 
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Day 2- Zambia

We were up early this morning. Our car was leaving at 8:00am to begin our long trek to Zambia and ultimately Victoria Falls. We woke up and had breakfast that was provided by the hotel we were staying at. They had an entire buffet of papaya, other fruits, cereal, toast, eggs, sausage, bacon, mini pancakes and someone making omelettes. It was pretty good. I grabbed some flapjacks (I KNOW RIGHT?!!) for anyone that knows me, you know that I absolutely hate pancakes. BUT these were smaller and fatter, so they were doable. One of Holly’s requests for me to bring was maple syrup so we busted that out and had it with our breakfast. It was a nice morning to start and then we were off. Today and tomorrow are big travel days.


We had to drive two hours to the Malawi/Zambia border first. We are traveling by mini bus. It is this VW sized bus that has about four rows in it. We have paid for our own private transport since it ended up only being $15 more than getting our own taxs and shuttles and at least with this, we can pull over any time we want. So the five of us climbed on in and headed to the border. Once we got there, we got out, and entered customs to let them know we were leaving Malawi. After filling out forms, we got back into the car and the driver Boniface drove us maybe another thousand feet across no mans land to Zambia Immigration and the actual border of Zambia. We walked into immigration, filled out more forms and paid for our visa to enter Zambia. On our way out, we noticed that the Zambia immigration office was offering free condoms for anyone who wanted them. Just a box, sitting on a bench, casually inside the immigration office. 
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We walked back to the car, which is literally at this wooden barrier that is the dividing line between the two countries, took all of our bags out and walked 20ft across the border where Mophy (the guy Holly booked this all through) was waiting with another driver and another car. We piled everything into that car and began what was an 8 hour journey across Zambia to Lusaka. Car rides. They are fun. SO long. But we made it work. This ride was filled with a lot of watching the drive and the view, playing lots of cards, and talking. 


There is a game played here in East Africa called Bawo (pronounced bow, to take a bow on stage). I would say that is is similar to Mancala but double rows. Meg had a board made and on this car ride taught us how to play. It is eight rows and four columns with two seeds in each pit. You use the seeds and move them accordingly to attack and steal your opponent’s seeds. The object of the game is to take all of your opponents seeds or make it so they can no longer attack. It was a really fun game! Mitch and Meg played first and then Meg taught me. I beat her! But only because she helped me. 
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We were rather impressed upon entering Zambia. It is very obvious that Zambia has a stronger economical climate based upon a majority of the roads being paved. This also included a lot more stoplights, larger shopping centers, and guard rails on the sides of the highways. The roads here, even though paved, like home, still have lots of pot holes, but unlike home, can still be exceptionally bumpy. Not only that, but they may even switch back to a dirt road, which is a similar experience to riding Indiana Jones, if it is not a city based road.
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As we drove, it was lunch time and we did not want to stop. We busted out the snack bag which included, bread, peanut butter, and bananas and decided we would all have a peanut butter and banana sandwich for lunch. Well, we definitely did not bring any sort of cutlery for this, so Holly and Bec got creative. They used the lid of the peanut butter to spread ridiculous amounts of peanut butter on bread while Bec handed everyone a banana and we all just sort of smashed up the banana and broke it off with our fingers. For as messy as it looked in the process and as messy as you could predict it to be, it did not turn out too bad. Overall, it was a successful, entertaining lunch.
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Our drive included playing lots of cards. Bec and Mitch asked if anyone knew how to play a game called Presidents and Assholes. For those of you at home who know, it was essentially just Asshole that we played. The starting card was different, the high card was different, but overall, the same concept. If you know what Asshole is, you know it is typically a drinking game. Bec and Mitch, dang Aussies, do not play it as a drinking game (WHAT!?) and we did not play it that way, obviously, in this car. Ultimately we ended up playing this semi-hybrid of both countries versions of this game. We played for a looong time and it was unbelievably fun. Holly and Meg had never played and we just played round after round in this car, down this bumpy road, all the way through Zambia. It was intense, people were yelling and laughing.
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This is what we did. Ate, laughed, talked, and slept as we drove. It is acceptable and common practice here to throw trash out the window. So as people ate bananas, you were expected to just toss the peel out of the window at any time. Bec did this once, without looking, because she was in conversation, and nearly through this banana at peel at a group of kids! She did not hit them or anything, but all of them watched this banana peel fly and looked at it like “What the heck” and it she felt bad, which was the entertaining part. Along this drive today we also saw mice being sold on sticks as a snack. Children on the side of the road just hunt mice, put them on sticks, cook them, and then sell them. We did not eat them. I was genuinely thinking about it, as was Meg, and considering it (as gross as it sounds to me) but then Meg brought up the point of disease and being unsure, so we opted out. No mice for us. But they do sell crickets in the local markets…so maybe that. 
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The sun set, which was beautiful, and next thing we know we are driving in the dark. Which actually felt super sketchy at times. There is no streetlights, which is fine, but people pretty much just pass other cars whenever they want. Bumpy roads, night time, passing, headlights, driving fast, just felt…. a little sketchy at times and I think made everyone nervous. In my short lifetime, I have done well with sometimes finding myself in situations that may stress me out or make me nervous, but are entirely out of my control. I have learned to talk myself out of being stressed, understanding that there is literally nothing I can do about it and being stressed only makes the situation worse for me, but will not change anything, so why put myself through it? I chose to stay relaxed and truly, we were fine. We arrived in Lusaka and Mophie took us to a local Mall (which blew Holly’s mind) and we went to an ATM to get some Zambian Kwatcha and food. I opted for a Chinese restaurant and got some Sweet and Sour chicken with steamed rice. Meg, Mitch, and Bec all went and got burgers and fries. We took our food to go and headed back to the hostel to devour it. We all went to bed and crashed, the plan is to leave at 6:00am tomorrow to head even farther south to Livingstone, Zambia which is just closer to Victoria Falls and Zimbabwe.
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