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Posted inAfrica Zimbabwe Zimbabwe-Zambia 2023

Victoria Falls, the Falls

Posted on 7 November 23
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This was the reason I was in Victoria Falls the town: I wanted to see Victoria Falls the falls.

Victoria Falls, the waterfall (as opposed to the town of Victoria Falls), was “discovered” by missionary and explorer Dr. David Livingston in 1855. Obviously he wasn’t the first person to ever see the falls, but he was the first European person and so, according to the books of history, that’s what counts. That’s why the falls are named Victoria Falls, because he named them after the Queen of course. There is also the African name Mosi-oa-Tunya, which means “the smoke that thunders”, which is used more interchangeably with the English name, but that tends to be used more on the Zambian side.

Dr. Livingstone, I presume?

Victoria Falls are not the largest waterfall in the world either by length or width, but for the amount of water that flows over the side during the rainy season, they are considered the biggest. The falls are divided in the middle by the border between Zambia and Zimbabwe. You can visit the falls from either country and there’s really no reason to choose there is a bridge that connects the two countries and you can go back and forth easily, providing you have the right passport or visa.

You see more of the falls from the Zimbabwe inside, but there are a lot of activities to do on the Zambian side including but not limited to the Devil’s Pool.  There are so many falls and Zambezi river activities, that it is kind of overwhelming. A person could spend probably a week in Livingston and Victoria Falls just doing all the activities: bungee jumping, boating, rafting, kayaking, swimming with crocodiles, flying over the falls… It seems never ending. But on the Zimbabwean side, all I was going to do was look at the water.

Despite this being the entire purpose for my trip to the Zambia and Zimbabwe, I wasn’t sure the Victoria Falls was going to be an impressive sight. I had never before been to see a big waterfall, and I did not entirely understand what the attraction was. I mean…it’s falling water. I guess it’s nice to look at but is it worth traveling halfway around the world for? I was about to find out. I entered the falls from the gate on the Zimbabwe side in Victoria Falls the town.

entrance to the falls

The entrance fee was about $50 US. Like most places in Victoria Falls you can pay with a credit card. Once inside, it’s not necessary to have a guide. There is a path with various tributaries off of it with signposts leading you to different lookout places. It is impossible to get lost and no explanation is required.

path through the trees
fireball flowers

I was there in November of 2023, this is not the high season for the falls. If you want to see the falls at their true majesty go during the rainy season which is roughly from February to May; at that point the falls are going to be a solid sheet of water. But I chose to go in November, which is the dry season so the falls were greatly reduced in their volume. Part of the reason that I chose to come during the dry season was so that I could visit the Devil’s Pool on the Zambian side but I’ll save that for another post.

So what did I think of the falls? Really impressive. That first turn when I left the main path and went down to the first viewpoint, was really spectacular. I was the only person there and as I got closer I could hear the roar of the falls and then as they came into view it was just this tremendous amount of water. Having seen it, I still can’t articulate why it was so impressive, but I know that I got a little bit of a lump in my throat which completely shocked me. I suppose it has something to do with being in proximity to something natural that is so vast and powerful, and feeling small and insignificant in a wonderful way.  It was great.

Walking along, I appreciated the view from all of the different angles. At the end of the right side of the path you get the view of the bridge across the river and sort of this sweeping view of the landscape from kind of a rocky outcropping and it’s a nice way to end the journey.

A lot of the information that I had read stressed how wet you would get visiting the falls and that you needed waterproof shoes and a poncho, this is not really true if you are going during the dry season. There was a part where I did get wet, but for the most part this was not an issue. (But given how wet I did get I can only imagine that going during the rainy season you would be absolutely drenched from head to toe and a waterproof bag for your phone or camera would be a necessary.) It was a totally pleasant visit.

ok, I got a little wet

Was it worth flying halfway around the world for? Yeah, I think it was. My visit to the falls took maybe two hours at the most but it was still satisfying.

A small aside here. As small and insignificant as I felt, it didn’t stop me from feeling critical of what other people were wearing. I get that you’re in Zimbabwe, and that it’s hot and there are mosquitoes, but the amount of people that are dressed head to toe in safari gear is kind of hilarious to me. They’ve got the safari hats and the convertible cargo trousers and the tactical shirts and hiking shoes, even though all they’re doing is walking. And they are dressed completely in khaki. It’s like they’re trying to look like archaeologists. I’ve known archaeologists and they didn’t even dress that way. I just thought it was kind of funny. I’ve noticed this in a lot of African countries, that tourists tend to dress like they are at an archaeological dig or an Indian Jones costume party. I don’t think the memo has gotten out that you can just wear regular clothes when you visit Africa. I’m not posting any photos here because I’m critical, but I’m not mean.

At the end of the walk, I went to the little cafe that’s there on the grounds where they serve various meals, and I had a tasty burger and watched monkeys running through the trees and along the tops of the thatched hut roofs trying to steal food. That was a nice bonus.

lunch with monkeys

I did this on my first day in Victoria Falls the town. The next day I would going to Chobe National Park in Botswana to go on a game drive. Two days in Victoria Falls the town was enough for me, and I was looking forward to going to Livingstone, Zambia.

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Posted inAfrica Algeria Algiers-Nice-Athens 2024

Alighting in Algiers

I wanted to visit Algeria. The largest country in Africa, sitting on the north coast between Morocco and Tunisia, stretching from the Sea to the Sahel. It seems to have it all: stunning desert vistas, a vibrant capital, rich cultural traditions, ancient ruins…I was smitten. I particularly wanted to visit the south, with its isolated, ancient desert cities. I’ll tell you now that I did not get to the south. I still plan to visit, but it didn’t happen this time.

Logistics

Algeria is one of those countries that has been very difficult to visit. Visas required with invitation letters and mandatory tours, consulates that don’t respond, and expensive fees. This have been getting better in the past few years, but when I went it was still not super easy. To go, I needed a visa, which required sending my passport to Ottawa with an application, fees, my bank account statement, a letter from my employer, an itinerary, and an invitation from a tour company. I’ve never done a multi day tour and wasn’t interested in it, but I had heard that it might be possible to travel independently after I took a tour. I understand this is now possible; then it was not – or so I was told. There were a lot of competing stories at the time. The tour company said I could only get a visa for the length of my tour. I did ask how much a tour would be if it included a few days in the south, but it was prohibitively expensive. So I reached a compromise: I would only visit Algiers (this time) and worked out a short visit (so it wasn’t too costly) that gave me some time on my own as well as with a guide.

I had heard so many horror stories from people who sent their passport into the Algerian consulate in Ottawa and never got the visa, or that it took months; I don’t know how I got so lucky, but I mailed in my application on a Monday and had my passport back, with the visa, by Friday of the same week.

My Algerian Visa

The arrangement I had was with the Fancy Yellow tour company. They arranged to pick me up at the airport and drive me back to the airport and I had a half day tour on my second day.

Overnight in Paris

I flew from Vancouver to Paris, where I spent the night; arriving late and leaving early. I stayed at the hotel Libertel Gare Du Nord Suede, which was cheap and serviceable, and went for a late night was around the area, just to stretch my legs and soak up something of being in Paris. I got a sandwich and had a small cigar in the chilly February air before going to sleep.

Arrival

The next morning, I flew to Algiers. No hassles at the airport. I had my visa. It was about 12:45. I met my driver, changed some money, and drove to the ABC Hotel. What it lacked in charm or character it made up for in being in a central location and being clean and functional with a nice free breakfast and helpful staff.

Algerian Dinars

Hotel ABC

I immediately went out to explore.

Algiers

I walked all around the central part of Algiers, taking in the streets and walking past landmarks and impressive buildings. Algiers is lovely. Like a cleaner Paris in some areas. Gleaming white buildings with decorative balconies, flower sellers, tree-lined streets, statues, and squares. It was lovely and felt safe and, while I was dressed quite modestly anyway (all in black with a loose knee-length dress, sweater, blazer, scarf, tights, and combat boots), I didn’t feel like that was strictly necessary. Certainly there was no need to cover my head or wear an abaya.

National Theatre

Post Office

I took photos of the stunning mosques (they didn’t seem to be open for interior visits). I got a Mhajeb, also known as Mahdjoub (a delicious flatbread/crepe-like thing stuffed with, in this case, different greens) being sold from a window. A few men on the streets played the Algerian mandole for donations.

Ketchaoua Mosque

lunch

Most people in Algiers spoke Arabic, with some French, and Berber, with the written language of Tifinagh, a written form of Berber appearing on many signs. Tifinagh is a very intriguing looking language; almost like a language that would be engraved on some alien artifact.

Tifinagh script

Language barriers notwithstanding, it seemed like an easy place to visit. But I hadn’t been to the Casbah yet. The Casbah was the most appealing part of Algiers. An historic quarter of the city, rising up a hill, with the buildings mostly dating back to the 17th and 18th centuries. It is a UNESCO heritage site, but due to years of conflict, colonization, and neglect, parts of it are in very poor repair. Readings about the Casbah, most reports say it is dangerous; that tourists should not visit it without a guide. I didn’t let that stop me, and had no issues wandering the narrow, crooked alleys. I was a bit shy about taking pictures that day, not wanting to attract any hostility. (I made up for it the next day.)

Had this been my only visit to the Casbah, I would have been quite happy, but I admit that I had a better visit the next day with my guide, as there was so much history I didn’t know and areas I had missed.

But it was a perfect wander, and I finished it off with a coffee and a cigar on the excellent patio of Le Tantonville Grande Café d’Alger. Dating back to 1883, it has history and a perfect patio for people watching as you sip your coffee.  It was, apparently popular with French bohemians, artists, writers, and philosophers, including Camus and Sartre. I felt rather sophisticated.

Cafe Tantonville

I went back to my room just after dark. It had been a long journey. I thoroughly enjoyed my first day in Algiers, but I will say that the city felt a bit quiet. It wasn’t busy or bustling, and just felt subdued. There is nothing wring with that, but I felt like it lacked excitement, but it made up for it in history and looks.

The next day I would have a guided tour and see much more of the city.

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London Layover: Notting Hill

At the end of my trip to Zimbabwe and Zambia, I flew home to Vancouver from Lusaka via London. I had about an 8-hour layover and, as is my preference, there was no way I was going to spend that time at the airport.

I’ve written a lot of posts about my layovers in London. I’ve even gone into the city with as little as a 5-hour layover and it’s always been worth my time. I’ll say what I’ve said before, which is to make the most of a layover in London a few things are really helpful: if you’re a carry-on luggage person like I am, quickly stash your bag at the left luggage office at the airport. I always take the Heathrow Express into London – with a short layover, there’s no time to be messing around with any other form of transportation. I pre-buy my tickets for the Heathrow Express so I don’t have to stop and buy them on arrival; I just have the ticket on my phone and scan it and get right onto the train.

Paddington Station

I usually have some kind of an idea about what I want to do. Sometimes I just go and smoke cigars on Saint James Street, other times I’ll pick a specific museum, or an area that I want wander around in. This time, I decided to visit Notting Hill. Upon arrival at Paddington Station, I took the tube to Notting Hill Gate. (I could have walked, but I didn’t have an abundance of time.)

I don’t think I had been to Notting Hill since I lived in London many years ago (and well before that movie was out). It was a delightful place to spend some time walking around. I was there too early to enjoy the market, but I walked the streets and enjoyed the colourful buildings and stopped and had several coffees, which were necessary after my red eye flight from Lusaka. London is truly one of my favourite places in the world and I will never miss an opportunity to visit it. It was a perfect end to my trip.

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Posted on 13 November 23
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Last Stop: Lusaka

I had arrived in Lusaka in the afternoon of Saturday, arriving by car from Livingstone. I set out immediately to explore what I could of the city. I had read a lot of things about Lusaka that suggested that it might not be particularly safe after dark, so I wanted to get in the sightseeing that I could while I could on that first day. I set off from my hostel – Lusaka Backpackers – to explore.

Lusaka doesn’t seem to have an overwhelming abundance of intriguing touristic sites, but I always say that there’s something worth exploring in every city.

me, out for a wander.

Unfortunately I had missed the closure of the museum, which I had really wanted to see, and it would be closed the next day as well, but I walked to it so that I could see the freedom statue out in front.

National Museum of Zambia and the Freedom Statue, marking Zambia’s independence.

I walked around a busy street catching some glimpses of mosques and a few interesting buildings. But I didn’t have a lot of time before the sun went down. I walked through sort of a residential neighbourhood filled with flowering bushes and trees and made my way to a cute cafe set in a garden (The Garden Café & Buddha Bar), which I recommend as a pleasant oasis.

I had a bite to eat and a cigar and ended up chatting with the owner for over an hour. He is from Zambia originally but had moved away to England and moved back. It was fascinating to hear his theories about why, he felt, Zambia is so culturally diverse and safe. His theory was that tribes from lots of different warring countries around Zambia had all fled to Zambia to escape conflicts and as a result, the country was full of people who were diverse and peace loving. I don’t know if that is true, but I certainly cannot contradict it; nor would I wish to.

I walked back to my hostel just as it was getting dark. I don’t know if it was safe or not to be out after dark, but I was also fairly tired so I spent an evening hanging out at my hostel before going to bed.

Murals in Lusaka

The next morning, I got up early, determined to make the most of what I could that day. I had to leave for the airport around 4:00 that afternoon. Again I went out exploring. A lot of things were closed in Lusaka on a Sunday, but it was pleasant to walk the quiet and colourful streets.

I visited several cafes, but I had breakfast at this wonderful restaurant called Meraki Café, which is not a far walk from my hostel. (I think there is more than one location; the one I went to, which is so pretty, is on Chaholi Roasd). It looked like it was lovely inside, but I never made it past the wonderful outdoor garden seating. I had an excellent breakfast and a morning cigar. It was the sort of place that if you weren’t looking for it you wouldn’t stumble across it because it was tucked away on a residential street. I got the sense in my short time in Lusaka that a lot of places were like that, just hidden away, which makes it difficult to see a lot on a short trip, but I did what I could.

Breakfast at Meraki Café

I took the bus to the African Sunday crafts market, which was worth the journey. Lots of masks and paintings and other sorts of crafts being sold. It was a little outside of the centre, so I took a bus. I walked around and looked at the offerings, which were lovely, but how many things can one buy? After a bit of haggling, I walked away with a mask for my office.

Sunday Crafts Market

At this point it was time for me to head back to the hostel and get organized to go to the airport. My trip to Zambia and Zimbabwe was at an end — or just about, as I had a long layover in London ahead of me.

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  1. Anonymous
    16 June 24 at 11:36 pm

    The Brontë Garden Hotel charming. 😊

    Luba

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  2. zidane
    7 March 25 at 5:58 am

    thank you for making this article very useful and keep up the good work

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    • Wandering North
      19 May 25 at 8:44 am

      Thank you!

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