The Lusaka Hotel

... as it was a Sunday morning. <br><br>We had 2 visitors most of the time we were there, 2 Jack Russell&#8217;s. During the night impala&#8217;s came into camp, and during the day there were green vervet monkeys about but they were no bother to the campers. As an overnight stopover camp it is quite good, secure, and out of town. People from the local area also visited the bar so vehicles were leaving camp during the night too.

... at the International Navigation Centre in London, appearing the ticket not justified. What a good story, just using same tricks as the police. The second trap was a road contsruction leading far away from the main road into unknown bushland - without signs showing the direction. I survived and arrived to the Capital City.<br><br>In Lusaka I have reached my first of three Pit Stops:<br><br>Application of Visa for Tanzania and Kenya<br>

... met an awesome guy Mo, apparently his dad was a manager at Tazara, the train company we were with. He was at Lusaka Uni and was traveling back. He was sharing a cabin with a Dutch guy Wesley. The beds in their room was empty and we were all going to Lusaka so with Mos help we decided to move in with them. <br><br>The next 24hours was fun, the beer flowed and it turned into a bit of a party. Mo had a guitar so I went nuts (not playing a guitar for ...

... Orly and Abby are walking, Ava just finished her first year of school, Braya is talking in full sentences, Maggie's a big sister now! I regret missing out on a lot of things this past year but I wouldn't have given up this experience for anything. It's overwhelming thinking back on everything I've seen and done. Once I'm reunited with all of you I'm really not sure how I'll begin to share my journey with you. Where exactly do I start?<br><br>I would like to ...

... back and saw hippo grazing and a genet. Derek had stoked up my fire for our return so we sat around for supper &amp; off to bed as we wanted an early start. Thursday 21st May - set off at 8.30am hoping to travel back along the bumpy track to the bumpy road and head the long way south through the park down onto the Livingstone road where we were heading for. On the road out we had a good sighting of a puff adder, from the safety of the vehicle! It took 3 hours to reach the park ...

... down the hatches and went to bed before the rain started. Didn't get much sleep thanks to the downpour &amp; thunder which went on for most of the night. Monday 4th May. Packed up to move one and it started to rain again. The road back up to the main road had gone from a dust bowl on Friday to a quagmire by Monday. Still people were milling around but this time they were getting soaked. We drove back into the heavy rain just before Monze and 10km further on we turned ...

Zooming through Zambia Lusaka Saturday 28th February - Day 10 Waterfront to Kafue Hook (350km) At last we were now on the road with our new travelling buddies. The music pumping we made our way 350km north east to an area outside Lusaka. There we were greeted by a team of people who ran the 'Kafue Queen'. She was a cruise 'ship' made from two pontoons with a two storey structure welded on top driven by two outboards that would have been more suited to ...

Since coming back from Maputo, I have unfortunately returned to my desk jockey position, though hopefully just temporarily! It is proposal season right now, and I've been writing away. Admittedly, writing proposals from here beats writing proposals from DC any day - it is just so much easier to do when closer to the source. The source being our project managers who are designing these programs, that is ...

... but it took us over an hour to get through. There were four desks open: one for Zambian citizens, one for East African Community members, one for foreigners and one for VIPs. Two people from our flight could use the VIP line, so when they were through, we looked hopefully to see who else would be allowed to use that line. As it turned out, no one could. Once the two VIPs were through, the agents simply ...

... always a few notches short of the truth. So when, in August 2008, I was given the chance to visit one during my time volunteering in Zambia&#8217;s Linda compound near Lusaka, I found myself eager to investigate the myth and see for myself whether the Cartoons&#8217; lyrics rang true.<br><br>A group of us had been meaning to go for a few weeks, ever since we chanced upon the sign outside her modest home. It seemed to me to be an opportunity that I simply had to take up, given that back ...