When we first arrived at the dock we were suddenly mobbed by traditional dancers (They literally jumped out of the bushes) who kidnapped a member of the group, decked her out in a headdress and preformed Ndebele dances for us all, and tried to sell us CDs. I later figured out that the 10-12 sunset cruises all stagger their departures so that these guys can perform for all of them. I tipped them for decent music and a good business model.


Our guide/pilot insisted that this boat was ours for the duration of the cruise and that we could go at any pace and stop to see anything we wanted. I said great, that I always wanted to try my hand at piracy and asked him to strike a course for the coast. He stared at me and my friends jumped in and insisted I was kidding (liars). Later I toned it down a little and asked if maybe we could just forcefully board another cruise ship and he again stared and then started talking about the eating habits of hippos. By the way, I think that there is an alarmingly strong correlation between the number of drinks sarah has had on a river and the frequency of pirate jokes she makes. (there were a couple of ARGGHHHs in there, oops)


Again, we saw a lot of hippos, which rocked, but my pictures all involve blurs in the distance and I refuse to be one of those people who have to swear that there is something in the picture. Just watch animal planet and you'll get the idea

A lot of the Zambezi reminded me of the bayous: humid and buggy but beautiful. I highly recommend everything in Vic Falls. I have to actually return to classes now so the crazier and miscelaneous stories will have to come later. So as always, details to come!
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