End of Kumuka tour
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The Kumuka tour is finished now, which is bittersweet. On the one hand, I like doing what I feel like doing, rather than what someoneās organised for me. On the other hand, Iāve met some really cool people on this trip who I will miss a lot.
Yesterday I walked around the
Some of you know I visited
Walking around the falls is pleasant. Firstly, the air isnāt so dry next to the falls, and the spray cools you down. Secondly, thereās a lot of vegetation along the top of the falls, which gives it a lovely jungle-like atmosphere.
This morning I explored the falls on horseback. Game watching on horseback allows you to get a lot closer to the animals than you would in a vehicle, and because the animals can smell and see horse mostly, they donāt act skittish or weird; they just behave like they would usually. We saw a lot of animals we hadnāt seen on the trip yet: waterbuck, bushbuck, larger monitors, etc. Weād seen the rest of the animals (impala, warthogs and more), but it was cool to see them again from a different vantage point (on horseback).
Yesterday I walked around town. Iād meant to have a rest in the afternoon but I got bored at the backpackerās so I went walking. I donāt know why, but it seems like every local here has two main things on their agenda: one, to sell stuff; and two, to get married. Itās really quite funny. It seems like once the locals figure out youāre not buying anything, their next question is āWhat about an African boyfriend?ā Sometimes I think it would be funny to see their reaction if we said āOkayā. Ha! (Not happening.)
The markets were interesting ā I was hassled a lot, but sometimes I turned the hassling into a conversation.
Also, I met the guy that runs the backpackerās Iām staying at now. Heās Zimbabwean, but he has a really strong English accent. He sounds a lot like the boys from school. Apparently heās lived in
I havenāt been over to
Apparently day visas to
Either way, itās cheaper for me to stay here than it is to stay in Maun (in
Thereās a lot to do here, but Iām trying to be careful not to throw all my money into adrenaline activities. Iāve done two activities, though neither included bungee cords or rafts: I did a lion walk (sorry, mum) and a horse ride, which Iāve told you about already.
The lion walk was really, really cool. When else can you go for a walk with a lion, like you would with a dog? It was just so cool to be around them... they were real African lions! We walked with two lionesses and one lion. The two girls were about 12 months old, and the boy (called Amanzi) was about 10 months old. He was adorable. His mane hadnāt grown out yet, but he did have a very fuzzy neck. Even though all three were still considered cubs, they were pretty big. Their paws were massive! It was incredible how much we were allowed to interact with them. We were allowed to touch them, walk behind them, and even hold their tails! A few of us ended up giving their carers our email addresses so they could contact us about volunteering!
The last thing I should mention is the backpackerās Iām staying at. Everyone who was on the Kumuka tour is complaining about it! Itās pretty grotty, but it could be worse. I mentioned earlier that thereās a pool, although youād have to be pretty game to swim in it, since itās bright green. None of the doors lock, which isnāt great for our valuables, but they have lockers, luckily, so I guess it doesnāt matter too much. Also, itās a dodgy walk from town if youāre walking back on your own. Itās fine in a group, but Fernando has told me not to walk home alone at night already. Also, our room is right behind the bar, which means the noise is incredible at night! The others have had trouble sleeping, but Iāve been falling asleep straight away ā maybe because Iāve stayed at university accommodation before and therefore have had experience with falling asleep with parties outside my door; I donāt know. We were joking that brushing our teeth before going to bed is like brushing our teeth in a pub. People have suggested moving to another backpackerās but I donāt know if I can be bothered. I feel like all backpackerās hostels are like this. And I havenāt had trouble sleeping, so I donāt know if I can be bothered carrying my bags somewhere else. Actually, the most annoying thing about the backpackerās was that last night there was a mosquito that kept biting me, but I donāt really think thatās the hostelās fault!
Oh, and we got our trip t-shirts made. They turned out cool. I did the designing (I imagine those of you in Australia who know me fairly well are rolling your eyes, since this is about the fifth t-shirt Iāve designed in the past year... I seem to have a bit of a monopoly going on)! But everybody else made an input too, and the t-shirt guy suggested putting flags on the sleeve, which gave it a nice extra touch.
I think thatās all I have to report about Zimbabwe so far. Itās a beautiful country. As soon as we crossed the border into Zimbabwe, the scenery became greener and more hilly, and the trees in the distance turned blue-green. Sorry about the long post; this is the first time I havenāt been using the Internet in a frantic rush! Iām hoping to burn my photos onto CD soon and put some up on this blog, but no promises. If youāre desperate, I uploaded some to Facebook when I was in Swakopmund.