Tag: Zambia
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A town called Livingstone
We arrive on a hazy winter afternoon, a day early, as it turns out. The flight from Joburg, across Botswana, Zimbabwe, finally into Zambia. I love looking down on this part of the world – the dry, winter wonderland of arid southern Africa. In the distance, puddles of water sparkle and reflect – dams or…
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Zambia – but not really
Zambia. A first visit to a country I’ve never seen before. Under normal circumstances, this would be a momentous occasion for me. It would occupy my thoughts and writing for weeks. This trip has been different, not because Zambia is not a fascinating and exciting place to visit but because so much is going on…