Into Zambia

Woken at 4am with an enormous BOOM! Was it a bomb? No a thunderstorm right over our hotel and most alarming!  Breakfast was disappointing, avocado and dry brioche…interesting. The journey to the border with Zambia was through beautiful hills, covered in trees and looking very lush and tropical. We are very sad to leave Tanzania as it is such a friendly, happy and colourful place with beautiful proud and industrious people. Chaos met us at the border with hundreds of lorries parked all over the place so we wove our way between them to the front of the queue. Suzy managed to do both passports at immigration while Rachel stayed in the car to guard it, not sure how that works, and finally we were into Zambia. The people, sadly, instead of waving, were all begging for money or food and the villages that we drove through were not as productive as in Tanzania. We couldn’t see why they are so poor as they have such lush countryside at their, apparent, disposal. It was quite dispiriting. Have stopped in Mbeki after a long tarmac drive, so no car damage, in a very basic motel. We have done our washing and had showers so feeling a bit more human, and enjoyed the free beer handed out by the organisation. They are rarely that generous so it must be to do with the facilities…