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Welcome to my African travel journal! Unlike the days of yore when I worked abroad and traveled the world like a playboy with more free time on my hands than I knew what to do with, these days I'm actually a workin' man which means that I haven't had the opportunity to sit down and compose lengthy stories for this collection of pages and pictures on Africa. In a parallel universe I'm sure I'm busy writing all sorts of exciting stories about my adventures in Southern Africa, but in this universe you shall have to be satisfied with brief descriptions under the pictures and also reprints of the emails I sent out to my mailing list while on the journey. Like always, please feel free to email me and let me know what you think of the pictures or if you'd like more information on any of them. I'm always available via email! Daniel PS: the above picture of me was taken at "The Lion Enounter" Lion Rehabilitation Programme located just outside Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe. Just after this picture was taken, the sweet yawning lion decided to roll over then grab onto my jacket, then continue downwards while playfully biting my leg! I just knelt and smiled, hoping that the lion handler would get his groove on and save me from that hungry cat! ;-}
Above: flying in toward Livingstone over the Zambezi River which separates Zambia from Zimbabwe. Below: the falls and canyons of Victoria Falls from above as we circle into Livingstone.
Below: Victoria Falls and the surrounding area from the air
Above: a mini Grand Canyon snaking along the border of Zambia and Zimbabwe
Arrival at Livingstone International Airport, Zambia. Note the entire airport in the background and the only airplane around for miles. This is no O'Hare or Frankfurt. . . and that's exactly why I flew to southern Africa for vacation. I'm in love already!
Oh look, there I am at the Livingstone International Airport in Zambia!
Above and below: the restaurant, pub and reception area of the Waterfront lodge where we stayed along the Zambezi River in Zambia. Unseen here are the tents that we stayed in since this is a camping lodge area and not a luxury hotel, although there are plenty of luxury lodges springing up all around the area.
Ahhh. . . the Internet! Below the upstairs computer room is where breakfast was served every morning.
The tent I stayed in for five days. Zipped up tight and locked to prevent the mischievous hordes of local monkeys from looting and ransacking my belongings while out on daily excursions.
The Zimbabwe side of Victoria Falls with Zambia on the other side
Huge plumes of waterfall mist that rush up out from the depths of the water filled canyon then turn right around and fall as torrents of rain within several hundred feet of the rim of the falls area. This creates an extremely lush microclimate along side the canyon where just on the other side of the reach of the misty rain lies an arid landscape of dry scrub brush and hearty, dry weather trees.
The saturated, near tropical environment lining the edge of the water fall's canyon walls. Although you can't see it, the entire area is being soaked by a drenching rain. Fortunately, I make a little contraption out of ziplock plastic bags to keep the camera from getting wet.
A gush of water flailing off the lip of the waterfall's edge into the canyon below, in the background, and lush grasses in the foreground.
Me walking through the lush area lining the falls, which looks absolutely nothing like the rest of this region of Zambia and Zimbabwe.
Huge torrents of water racing over the edge of the waterfall obscured by sheets of white mist shooting up into the sky just behind me.
Could be the tropics!
Johanna in front of Victoria Falls
Bonnie, Josh, Johanna and Eric being soaked by the invisible sheets of rain falling all around us
A bridge crossing the river gorge that you can bungee jump from. . . if you ever such an urge!
Victoria Falls from Zimbabwe.
Sheets of water falling off the edge of the canyon where Zambezi River takes a sudden dive.
Above and below: Victoria Falls from the Zimbabwe side
The Zambezi River as it races off the rocky waterfall ledge into the gorge below.
The falls are approximately one mile in length but you'd never know it with all the mist obscuring the view.
I find it fascinating how water can just cut stone in half like that if you just give it enough time. Spectacular!
Above and below: a group of music performers dancing and singing near the tourist gift market on the Zimbabwe side of Victoria Falls.
What a great performance. And such energy!
One of the millions of gift shops that I was soon to see across southern Africa selling more or less the same stuff. Apparently it's all hand crafted so that's cool. The first time I walked by, Mr. Discount tried luring me in to buy something so I informed him, "I'm looking for a friend right now but I'll be back." Well, Mr. Discount did NOT forget what I said and the second I came back into the market he raced out to grab me and bring me back to his shop. So, in exchange for purchasing a little souvenir, I got him to pose for a picture in front of his wares.
If I had had the space and the money, I think I would have bought out half of Africa. Such great little souvenirs everywhere!
The tourist market at Victoria Falls.
What gorgeous wooden bowls! Just make sure you don't get them wet because the finish will run, as Johanna had the misfortune of finding out after purchasing one. Despite that, they're quite attractive!
Um. . . I really liked all the giant souvenirs for sale, but how am I supposed to stuff those into my suitcase and send them back to America?!?
A lizard scurrying through the cracks of of the sidewalk at the entrance to the Zimbabwe side of Victoria Falls.
Me standing in front of a statue of David Livingstone, after whom the city Livingstone in named.
The tourist gift card shops at Victoria Falls. And if you're into Coca Cola, you're in luck!
Above: President of Zimbabwe, Robert Mugabe. . . the man who is currently driving the Zimbabwean right into the ground by forcibly expelling European-African farmers from lands they had tended for generations and placing the country's bread basket into the hands of people who, while well intentioned, know nothing about modern farming techniques. Sadly, the country's farming industry is rapidly collapsing and accompanying this disaster has been massive inflation, economic collapse and social instability. There certainly are better, more effective long-term approaches to dealing with the legacy of colonialism than what the Mugabe government is currently undertaking.
A small body of water out in the brush of Zimbabwe
The Lion Encounter in Zimbabwe, in association with African Impact and African Encounter.
The lion handlers and their lion cubs.
Me and a lion cub! Some background info: According to our tour guide, in the past there were some 250,000 lions across the central region of Africa but now there are no more than 20,000 and the number is declining due to the increase of human habitation of their territories. As such, these lions are designated as a vulnerable species. The existence of many lions is now relegated to national parks and other maintained environments. Numbers are also threatened by poaching and hunting. Additionally, nearly 1/3rd of the Serengeti's lion population was destroyed by anthrax/bovine tuberculosis. As such, a project to reintroduce captive lions into the wild was established in 1972 in Zimbabwe. There are several stages to this reintroduction program, including: 1) when the cubs are 2 to 16 months old, they spend daylight hours in the wild and are observed. 2) After 16 months they are transferred into breeding groups where there are no other lions or humans around. 3) The lions reproduce and the cubs are then raised in an environment without human contact (unlike their parents), and 4) future lions are reintroduced to other areas throughout Africa. Simultaneously, this program also generates income for local communities.
A lion cub yawning. Awe. . . sweet kitty!
The same lion cub deciding to eat my shirt. Awe. . . nice kitty! (Um. . . anyone gonna do something about this?!)
Sweet hungry lion cub chomping on my jacket. Fortunately one of the handlers came to intervene. I just knelt there nice and calm and waited for this trickster pussy to have its way with me and leave my body UNSHREDDED. I figured that freaking out at this point might not be the wisest thing to do.
Oh look! The sweet pussy cat is EATING MY LEG!!!
Me kneeling with another cub who is approaching maturity.
Despite being informed that it'd be perfectly safe to kiss the kitties on the head and be all cutesy with them, I decided to respect mother nature and not get my face too close to her mouth. Besides, I don't even kiss domesticated animals back in America, much less felines that would rip me to pieces at the drop of a pin!
Awe. . . sweepy weepy kitty cat! (JUST DON'T EAT ME!)
Um. . . is this close enough?!
How about this?!
Alright, catch up with ya later!
Walking down a path with one of their trainers.
How cool, eh!
And yes, lions go potty, too.
Johanna being much more comfortable having a lion's head in her lap than myself.
One of the handlers and his lion
Adorable, eh!
The lion shall get up and go when it is ready to do so, and not a moment sooner.
Our tour guide leading the group
Two very nice people, John and Sue from Australia, with us on the excursion.
Just chillin' with a couple lions. . .
Lion cub in the morning sun of Zimbabwe
Water out in the middle of nowhere. Very serene. . .
The meeting point lodge where we gathered upon arrival at the Lion Encounter where we were briefed on the events of the day and where we signed away our lives and released the company of any liability in the event that the lions decided to eat us.
Later that afternoon, we returned to the same area where the lion cubs are being rehabilitated and went on a nice elephant ride through the surrounding countryside which reminded me, surprisingly, of northern California. . . i.e. a flatter, mountain-less version of the Sierra Nevada foothills. What you see above is the lodge where we ate brunch in between our lion and elephant encounters.
The nice open air lodge where we ate brunch.
Above: the elephants mark their territories by smearing mud on the trunks of trees.
The you-know-what of an elephant. Look at all those wrinkles!
Me sitting with an elephant. Hopefully he won't want to gorge me with his nice fat tusks!
Oh look, an elephant chair for me to sit on out in the middle of the African bush. How convenient!
The elephants in a line. And my oh my, look at all that fertilizer.
You better not be afraid of heights if you're going to ride an elephant. I definitely got the feeling that it would be most uncomfortable to fall off from up so high.
Johanna and I sitting atop our elephant named Penny with her handler, Gladys. The other elephants' names are: Clem, Emma and Ms. Ellie.
Once back in Zambia. . . we took a nice little booze cruise down the Zambezi River.
While waiting to get onboard the boat I kept hearing all these noises in the trees. When I looked, I noticed a bunch of monkeys swinging from the branches and chasing each other around. I whipped out my camera to get an action shot of them, but by the time they jumped, it was too late. Looks like I need to be a little speedier!
Apparently two of the monkeys decided to take a short break along the boat dock where I was able to snap a shot of them. They must be careful playing around so close to the water though because the Zambezi river is filled with crocodiles who just so happen to have a hankering for monkey meat.
Me on the booze cruise
A group of hippopotamuses (hippopotami?) swimming beside our boat
Yaaaaawwwwwnnnnn!!!
Above and below: the hippos just hanging out watching us boat by
Me on the Zambezi
Bonnie, Eric and Johanna chatting it up on the booze cruise. It was a lot of fun and I had a great time. My only thought negative thought while on the cruise was, "It would be most unfortunate if our boat capsized into these crocodile infested waters." Fortunately, we made it out safe and sound! Albeit it just a tad bit tipsy by the end of the cruise. . . ;-}
Sunset over the Zambezi River with Zambia to the right and Zimbabwe to the left.
The Zambezi River
The smooth waters of the evening Zambezi pierced by the occasional boat
What a magnificent way to end my first day in Africa: twilight over the Zambezi. Gorgeous! |
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