Victoria Falls is one of those places that is on (just about) every traveler's list of things to see/do/experience. I set up my tent with Sarah for the last time (as she would be going home from Victoria Falls) and tried to imagine what it’ll be like to sleep in the tent on my own going forward. Needless to say, I’m not sure setting up and taking down the tent on my own is going to work, lol. I quickly cast the thoughts from my mind and continued to get everything ready as I’d be spending 2 1/2 days in Victoria Falls.
“If you slice 3-4 of these (Snake Apples) and put them in a salad, you’ll be dead in about 4 hours,” Ian said in Dutch/English/Zimbabwe accent (yes, it really is a mixture of all three). “If you rub this leaf, it’ll kill you in about 2 minutes.” Once again, Ian had my complete attention. “If you eat a little of this berry, it will act as a female contraceptive, if you eat too much, you’ll die.”
Today was the day that I would finally see the last of the Big 5 in Africa, or so I hoped. Ian, our guide to beat all guides spoke a little about the Rhinos in the area while we were driving to the area in which they lived. I sat in the middle of the first row of the truck with Sarah on one side and James on the other. The roads were quite bumpy and most of the time I was more concerned with staying in my seat and not falling on Sarah or James, instead of looking at the cool rocks and other things that Ian pointed out while he drove.
Throughout our trip in Africa, I have (as well as the rest of the group I’m with) encountered scores of friendly people, especially children. I’ve loved sitting on the truck, driving through a town or past a village and having children wave, shout, smile or run alongside us. This is by far one of the best parts of Africa.
I sit in my foldable green canvas camp chair and lean back gently and look up. I’ve done this almost every night, but tonight is the first night (since the Serengeti) that the sky is full of stars. I was dazzled by them as I slowly turned my head from one side to the other. The stars were bright against the dark sky and in the distance, I could hear a light wind whistling through the trees. Each night in Zimbabwe is the same, a sparkling starry sky.