We spend the better part of a week in Victoria Falls, where the first tour ends and the second half begins. The Zambezi Waterfront is a lovely campsite / hotel with two small swimming pools and a bar overlooking the mighty Zambezi River, the rising mist from Victoria Falls (locally called Mosi Oa Tunya, ‘The Smoke that Thunders’) visible in the distance.
After getting situated, we board a pontoon for a sunset (aka booze) cruise with open bar and buffet dinner lazily cruising along the river, the occasional hippo keeping us company.
There are tons of activities to do here, and the costs mount up pretty quickly.
We go on a game walk / Lion Encounter combo (USD 160). On the game walk in the national park (no carnivores), we see a four day old baby giraffe that looks exactly like those baby … Read More »
With little fanfare, we cross the border into Zambia (and another USD 50 visa). Days of inactivity have rendered us largely lethargic, and we wearily listen to George’s valiant attempt at a workshop on fill-in flash and color temperatures.
We drive by red brick huts with thatched roofs leading to the Wildlife Camp, just outside the park’s gates. The site has us mesmerized, situated right on the banks of the Luangwa River with a pod of hippos, their backs just visible in the fast flowing muddy waters, their bellows punctuating the otherwise blissful silence after the massive rumblings of the truck. The camp is wild, with no fences, and we’re warned not to wander around after dark. If nature calls, business must be taken care of next to the tent, instead of risking the 20m walk to the ablution block and … Read More »