The Home Stretch: Zambia and Victoria Falls

So after Lake Malawi we made our way a little further south to Llilongwe before heading west into Zambia. Three long days of driving followed, stopping in Chipata, Lusaka and finally Livingstone at Victoria Falls.

Zambia's scenery was beautiful, very green and rocky hills all around. We learnt that it is possible to have a detour off a detour, a double detour if you wish, obviously the road works on the main tarred road were taking so long that the detour dirt road washed away too, and a detour off the detour was necessary. These roads have got to win the prize for most bumpy roads of the overland trip. As we bumped along, something made a loud clunking noise from under the truck, reminiscent of a small tree going under the truck. We pulled over, our driver dug around under the engine trying to reattach a piece of suspension that had fallen off (with no small tree in sight we guessed this piece of engine must have been responsible for the clunking). After a few unsuccessful attempts he chucked the loose piece into the truck and we took off again, leaving us hoping that it wasn't a very important piece of engine really (kind of like tonsils or an appendix).

In Livingstone we did a sunset cruise on the Zambezi which was very cool, crossing over into Zimbabwe the following day. Had a fantastic time relaxing the last few days of our trip at Victoria Falls rest camp, swimming until we were pruney, seeing 'the smoke that thunders' at Vic Falls, and feeling a bit bummed because we were not able to go white water rafting as we had not planned to have the right amount of dollars while in Tanzania, one of the last opportunities to do so.

Monday the 16th November arrived at just the right time, (a few jumps on the bed helped express our excitement), we waved a sad goodbye to our overland truck who continues all the way down to Cape Town over the next 3 weeks, and were soon flying home to Jozi in a British Airways plane fulled with tourists, while we, for the first time in 8 months, were the locals (and it felt lekker).