Victoria Falls - Zambia border crossing, Chipata
Trip Start Aug 28, 2008
11Trip End Nov 06, 2008
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Livingstone was a welcome sight when we got there - two pools and the restaurant looking out over the Zambezi. We had a four day break there before having to travel again and we were going to make sure we made the most of it. We were also splitting onto different trucks after Livingstone, so it was our last few days together as a group - sad times. You could tell we were close the the Zimbabwe border - one of the many touristy things that you could buy was a 100 billion zimbabwian dollar note - a couple of people bought them for a us dollar. Once we'd set up camp for the night we headed out to Rhapsody's restaurant for our last meal together. It took a while to get served but it was a good night. The journey back in the taxi van was a little less relaxing - they squeezed 16 of us into an eight seater. We began to run out of air by the end of the ten minute trip, but it's all part and parcel of Africa. The next morning we were up and out at 8 to see Vic Falls. To be honest it was a bit disappointing - we were there at the lowest water level during the year and there was no water on the Zambian side of the falls. Like literally, there are bigger waterfalls in Ireland. But still the view over the gorge was pretty cool. We all ventured out into no mans land between Zambia and Zimbabwe to get to the Vic Falls Bridge where some of the guys were booked in to do some scary stuff
The next day we decided to take it easy - it's hard work watching all your friends jumping off a bridge, so we spent the day by the pool where Carly managed to persuade me that it's not so bad actually jumping straight into the pool instead of inching in over half an hour. That night there was a band in the bar - the first entertainment we'd seen the whole trip long so we had a bit of a dance after dinner. Ian and I had a dance off but he won hands down, I was too embarrassed to get up after he'd finished because everyone was staring in our direction
Fully rested I headed off with Petra, Adam, Simon, Sarah, Ian, Jemma, Ian and Lizzie at 8 am for a full day whitewater rafting. I thought this might be a less nerve wrecking adventure when compared to bungee. I was wrong. Our raft instructor kept shouting at us for doing it wrong, not paddling in time and all sorts and we were really nervous going through rapids all morning. We survived a grade 5 and got a bit of confidence up, which actually didn't work in our favour, because we flipped at the next rapid. It's the scariest thing in the world. The problem is you're never sure as you're going down when the next wave will hit and therefore it's very difficult to catch your breath at the right time. So you just need to take a breath in when the whole raft flips upside down and starts off down the rest of the rapid upside down, leaving you in foaming water wondering if you'll ever taste fresh air again. Luckily I didn't get caught under the raft but a couple of others did and it really shook them up. I think I'd have gotten out then and there if it'd been me. As it was I somehow managed in my struggle to survive to catch not only the rope on the raft but also found I was desperately clinging to my paddle. As if that would help me float... Anyhow as we came out the other side I spotted Petra holding on too but we were on the wrong side of the raft and heading towards rocks so I managed to edge around but Petra had to let go
The next day we were all on our way to Botswana with our new truck/bus mates...