Super massive intense!
I know I've put this song up before but this really needs to go up.

Whoa. I miss the bagels from Absolute Bagels. I also want a New York slice right about now.

What? Some sort of song about tacos?

Even though it's the 19th here...

More of Zambia, in tiny sized portions

One of the only other places I visited in Zambia was Livingstone, the town closest to Victoria Falls on the Zambian side. It's pretty much a tourist town and the really isn't a whole lot to do there. There are museums and some buildings to visit and that's about it. The main road that passes through town is paved and continues to Lusaka and can bring you to the road to the airport also. I did however get to visit one of the markets there. I'm not sure how many markets there are in Livingstone (I saw this one and drove past a smaller market, well more like a road side market I suppose) but this seemed to be the main market. They sold pretty much everything. Out in front there were people selling bedding, electronics, and alcohol among many other items. Further inside there were clothes, foods, hairdressers, and small restaurants. Pretty much the main structure of the market was a concrete building that was portioned into individual stall spaces. The stalls areas were close together and the walkways in between were quite cramped. Once you add in hanging clothes, signs, and some pieces of cloth or metal to stop the sun and rain, the results were some very dark areas of the market. A shame really as I wanted a bit more light to take pictures but oh well. And of course like any good market the ground was a mix of dirt, crumbling conrete, and castoffs from various stalls. I did manage to take a few pictures. I also gave out a few more instant photos. The news that you're giving out free photos spreads surprisingly fast and by the time I had take four or five there was a smallish crowd (probably more like eight people, but eight people in a small alleyway!) asking if I could take their picture. I had run out of film at that point though so I couldn't take anymore. It's a good thing they accepted that I had run out as I pretty much had no where to go if I needed to make a quick getaway. They were all pretty friendly though. One man asked to take a photo of his small son with himself which I did. I wanted another picture of them but before I had a chance to take it with my digital camera they disappeared around a corner. This first picture is of a tailor. I took a few pictures before this one and he looked like the saddest most serious guy ever. No smile at all haha. Once I took an instant photo and gave it to him though, the smile came out. I also had a driver from the hotel with me and whilst most people spoke English they speak their own language much more comfortably and he was able to quickly get my message of picture taking across to them.

Sunday Morning Music

Early Interpol, soooo good.

Wherein I actually writing about Zambia (sort of)

The waters of the Zambezi flow strong and swift. At times the water is smooth with only a tiny ripple disturbing the surface. It is an imperfect mirror reflecting the world above and other times it bubbles and turns, the result of hidden rocks or submerged trees. At the falls (my goodness what a lot of water) it becomes a churning mass, relentless on its journey to the edge and the rocks far below.

Double rainbow!!! Needs more intensity!!

The river played some part of each day that I was there. Every activity except for two was directly related to the river. The river was running high, maybe two meters above normal. Its waters surging from rainfall upstream. Even though the river was such a large part of my stay, it seemed to have very little influence on the Zambians that I met. Other than the river tours/hotel boats, I only saw one more non tour related vessel on the river and I think those were actually from the Zimbabwean side. I think the river was flowing too strong and too high to be able to do anything on the river without a motorboat. Paddling would pretty much only allow you to go one way, downstream and getting away from any animals would be too difficult in these conditions. There were definately hippos and crocodiles and elephants would also swim in the river. As for the falls themselves, there was too much mist to be able to see most of the falls from the ground and trees and bushes mostly blocked the view from right at the edge of the falls. Nevertheless, the mist and the river itself were very impressive.

What is it?
It's a hedgehog taking a bath.
Their arms look disturbing to me.
It's so cute.

Hmm, I actually have a somewhat lengthy bit of text that I should include with this entry but I'm too lazy to type it out right now. So I'll just put a picture. Early morning mist on the Zambezi River.

Gonna have to figure this out.

Really frustrated with film and scanning. Bleh.

A few from before I left.

April 8th

Startrails over the Smoke that Thunders

Sunday morning music!

Today I write from Zambia on the banks of the mighty Zambezi River. The water rushes past me on the way to Victoria Falls which is less than a 15 minute walk away. The spray from the falls forms a massive cloud of mist that dominates the landscape. I haven't seen much of the surrounding area. I've visited Livingstone Town (one paved street) and a local market as well as a nearby village. Oh and of course Victoria Falls.