7.200 miles after, Victoria Falls. The roar of the water can be heard from afar, as a warning that the place was chiseled only for some chosen. The smoke makes up the water near the horizon. A thick layer of vegetation prevents tripping eyes until the statue of the first European to set foot on this land: David Livingstone shows the way to the wild water. A fall of more than one hundred meters of a river that seems to slip from the sky. A rainbow is visible in the distance. Before, a gap opens in the earth and there undoes the Zambezi, between rocks, lights and shadows. Finally floor Victoria Falls, a debt paid off over time. I'm on the side of Zimbabwe, then see from the side of Zambia, where the helicopter sobrevolaré.
Before, spent the day in Chobe, a national park in Botswana lush vegetation and animals. On the boat ride down the river I saw herds of elephants crossing the water; accumulated on the sand hippos; crocodiles waiting time; black storks subject to the wind ... But best of Chobe was not his nature in watercolor, but my encounter with Curro and Luis, they closed their business with the governor of Casane, a black baseball cap that he drank whiskey in bulk and was more concerned in getting two girls who sat mint that still listen to a couple of Latinos (are building him a new Lodge in the jungle of Botswana). The first is a Spanish, forties and good-natured, that tumbles around the world, no English, looking for thrills; Luis, however, is an Argentine who was lost in Africa does 18 years without knowing the way back. As generous as impulsive; as crazy as able to stay on the wire. His cowboy hat, your night of excess, their continued commitment to gaining lose. Everything about him was madness. Curro told me, lost in a bar Casane a campsite we could find open, which is a great guy. "I saw him stick only three times in the past nine months. One hit a policeman and another brother of the president of Botswana ". When the guy saw my face I pointed: “No, but he had deserved ".
Then, very late, www.viajesalpasado.com/wp-content/uploads/chobe-1052.jpg. www.viajesalpasado.com/wp-content/uploads/chobe-1052.jpg. Luis calls him and asks him to stop the blond guy who had fucked women plan. With an audacity that, as I explained, is the only way to survive in Africa. The officer laughed and said that he had done nothing to arrest, prompting our cowboy of the pampa invite you to leave. Yes, before gave the couple two liters of Sprite cops. "We always have refreshments will giving all the cops. Then no problem ", Curro told me.
They invited me to go with them to Mozambique, phones offered me friends, I paid for drinks. After, and to the many, I decided to retire when I came across Inis, the kitchen helper of the truck turned to the hotel. Another night he barely slept.
The next morning we enter Zimbabwe and came to the legendary Niagara. It is true that I promised to take a picture having a beer here, but the problem is not sold in the Park (to denounce). Then, evening, just in a backpackers hotel and cocktail bar, Shoe Springs, where I said goodbye to Dion and Inis. Two major types, personally, have been my best trip (missing chef Albert, that was the day before to arrange papers).
Zimbabwe is a mess of that I regret having gone as soon. People sell their old notes, longer in use, as souvenirs to tourists. Some are up to three trillion. The inflacción reached the point where the tickets were made each week. Imagine entering a bakery and pay with a ticket of two billion bar. Now use the dollar, I guess irony for President Robert Mugabe egocentric, so interested in independence from the world and teach the African pride and just using the currency of the empire. There is also no coins, only a few South African rand, so in the shops is practiced rounding. If it costs 2,50 U.S. dollars have to take something that costs 50 cents change or lose. On the streets asking kids shampoo, become a luxury item, and come to expect at the doors of the hotels that tourists to their promise to give them hair foam. I said, a shame not to stay longer here, but I have two stories to do in Zambia.
And end 25 days of a trip is not easy: 7.200 km, truck hours and many nights sleeping in a tent. The route is calculated to the millimeter and each stop had something special waiting. The group has worked as Real Madrid, galaxy but much team play. A pity that with the amount of good people who were on the truck the rarefied atmosphere has been so. For me it completes the collection of unforgettable landscapes and return to the feeling of route. Step by Zambia, again only, and without a preconceived plan. I need to feel again that I find myself on the way, I know people, the crazy life that develops a few inches from my ankles. La Ruta Kananga, yes, not forget the many times I hit my eyes with the landscape. The documentaries in Africa 25 day came to an end. One of the best trips I do in my life, in future.
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