Eye to Eye with a Lioness
She wakes from her afternoon nap with the soft orange shine baking her stoic face. Like a wounded soldier she seems to have to press all her strength to the fl... Read More...
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Hostel Review: Jollyboys Backpackers in Livinstone, Zambia
It’s been a while since I have stayed at a hostel. Actually, I think that aside from the Sleeping Camel in Bamako, it’s been well over a year since I have. Th... Read More...
Stuck on/in Livingstone
Sometimes, we don’t realize how badly we need a break from the road until we have one. We don’t realize how much we've missed beers with fellow travellers unti... Read More...
Flying over Victoria Falls
The heavy grey feet of the chopper begin to hover above the tarmac surface and lift us towards the sky. Before we reach 10 meters, the pilot bends the helicopt... Read More...
A Day on the Zambezi River
"Are we going to be able to cross that?" "I don't think so," I reply to a group of guests from Jollyboys Backpackers. "The geometry of it doesn't work." T... Read More...
Chasing Adrenaline: The Victoria Falls Bungee Jump
Heavy mist dusts the air across the old colonial bridge downwind from the famed Victoria Falls. Joining Zambia to Zimbabwe, the bridge is more than just a bord... Read More...
The Ethics of an Elephant-back Safari
The guide is quick to let everyone know that the elephants that are bowing in front of us were all rescued. They've come to here in Zambia from Zimbabwe after ... Read More...
Walking with Lions in Livingstone
I’m handed a stick and the guide demonstrates to me how to use the 3-foot long twig to keep a lion at bay with it. I laugh as he scratches the ground and tells... Read More...
Lusaka: Like a Traveller in a Candy Store
A couple days ago I stood in front of a mirror in Lubumbashi, DRC staring at the person I’d dissolved to. The stresses of Kinshasa, the wear of a recent fight ... Read More...
The Reward of Southern Africa
With my backpack leaning vicariously on my now broken luggage rack, I let the town of Lubumbashi, DRC fade away in my now broken rear view mirror. Today feels l... Read More...
The Only Honest Man in Kinshasa
I drag my bags from the cozy guesthouse bed in Mbanza-Ngungu, DRC where I spent 2 days in complete peace recovering from malaria and toss it on the back of my s... Read More...
The Time I Almost Died: Saved by Mama Bridgette
This is a continuation of the story from yesterday. Read this article first... ------------------------- Pastel blue walls surround me as does a combined con... Read More...
Three Days of Hell, Confusion, and Devilish Twists
My arrival in Brazzaville was meant to be one of joy; the closing of a chapter if you will. In many ways it is. I arrived at the beautiful and frien... Read More...
So I Forged a Visa? What Would you have Done?
Thanks to an issue shipping Anne Murray on the train to Franceville, I fell behind. I fell way behind. Now normally, being a little bit late in travel isn't e... Read More...