27 July 2016
Illala Lodge
Gorge leading to Victoria Falls
Victoria Falls Bridge
Zambezi River
Zambezi River
Across the river
Art
Cafe
Rhino Statue
Dr David Livingston
After breakfast, we headed for the Victoria Falls. When we
got to the parking area, Clare (our tour guide) had arranged for a wheel chair
for me and it was really great. My
walking ability is limited in that walking hurts. A very nice young man was pushing me and I was
concerned about him knowing my weight. I
told him that I was capable of walking and that when we came to difficult
stretches. I could walk. I was impressed
out of my mind with the beauty and magnificence of the falls. This is the “off” season where the water is
low. On the Zambia side of the falls,
there was a stretch that we were told would completely dry up by September. I took loads of pictures and hope I can
remember the details.
Down River
Looking out to the falls
Looking out to the falls
Rainbow
rainbow on the right
Dr David Livingston and dugout canoe he used
Monkey on the path
Me in front
Me in front
Baboon
Devil's chasm
We came back to the Ilala Lodge by eleven and at 11:30 I was
picked up for the helicopter ride over the falls. The ride was only 10 to 12 minutes, but very
impressive. I just kept shooting
pictures and hope that I can distinguish what was what.
Getting ready for helicopter ride
Victoria Falls
Zambezi River
Devil's Chasm
Rainbow
Victoria Falls Bridge
Zambezi River
Zambezi River - note boats that we went out on First night here
My next expedition was the visit to the “cultural
village”. First we stopped at the local
school. As we got off the car, we were
“attacked” by a group of children who wanted to do “High Five” or shake hands. Most of them were really cute. I was concerned when two little ones attached
themselves to Saundra and myself. I know
there are a log of “Aids” orphan in this part of the world and I didn’t want
them thinking that we could take them home.
Fortunately the children who attached themselves to us were not orphans.
We were shown around by the principal and informed of the
course of study which sounded reasonable to me. We were taken into a class room
where the children greeted us in English.
Apparently they make an effort to teach the children English because it
is an “international” language. We were
shown the water well which is also used by people who live in the area. They have a vegetable patch which they use to
supplement the food they give the children.
Class Room
Children Playing and Dancing
Children Playing and Dancing during recess
The next stop was at a family compound which illustrated the
hand to mouth existence of most of the people who live on the land. The soil quality is poor and they have been
experiencing a drought for a few years which makes matters worse. I took some pictures.
Summer kitchen
My mother had one of these not to use, but as a display item
We had our final dinner and Clare really did right by
us. It was by the banks of the
Zambezi. As we arrived, there was a very
impressive fire dancer. After that we
sat down and the first course was served, which was minestrone soup. Then a group men in custom came out to sing
and dance. After they finished their act, we were invited to came up and select
barbeque or what they came brie here.
There was beef, chicken, fish and pork.
Apparently Clare added chicken because she knew that I wouldn’t eat
pork. After we were mostly finished
eating, the troop came out and did another round with ended with “Swing Low
Sweet Chariot”, which surprised me. A
cake was brought out for Scott’s birthday.
Coffee and/or tea was served and we headed back to Ilala Lodge.
Fire Dancer at Final Dinner
No comments:
Post a Comment