The ferry was a bit of a scary and frail looking ‘vehicle’ on to which we were directed. In addition to the ourselves, there were at least 25 pedestrians. It was either be filled with fear and trepidation or take in the gorgeous scenery on each side of the Zambezi River.I chose the latter and really enjoyed the crossing.  It was amazing to think that we were looking at 3 countries at one time. About 10 minutes later we were in Botswana.  Today there is a beautiful bridge across the Zambezi.

ferry across the Zambezi

bridge over the Zambezi

               From this to this. What an improvement

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To reach the border of Botswana with Zambia we had to travel approximately 70kms due west on a beautiful straight tarred road.  Before leaving Durban for our holiday, our daughter and son-in-law who had already been to Zambia did tell us that we HAD to have a pair of red triangles and lent us theirs to save us a purchase. OH DEAR, we forgot them at home and we learnt the lesson the hard way. Just 5 kms from the ferry to take us across the Zambezi River we were stopped by the Zambian Traffic Police.

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We spent a lovely couple of hours walking around the Matobo Hills and seeing the grave of Cecil John Rhodes. The Rt Hon Cecil Rhodes came to South Africa in the late 19th century and was a mining magnate, businessman and politician. He travelled around large areas of Southern Africa which he wanted to ‘paint British colonial red’.  It was his choice to be buried in the Matobo Hills near Bulawayo an area he loved.

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Having written a number of articles on our overseas trip in May 2006 I thought that it might be appropriate to tell you something of our local travels. South & Southern Africa have some of the most beautiful scenery, people and animals in the world. In the Province of kwaZulu-Natal where we live one can be at the sea, in the mountains or in a game reserve within 2-3 hours of one another.Victoria Falls

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About Me

I was born into the early part of the Baby Boomer generation, the 3rd of what came to be a family of 6 daughters. Although both our parents, who are now deceased, had been raised in rural Natal (now KwaZulu-Natal) and the 2 eldest daughters were born in a country town, the other 4 of us were all born at home in Durban. Read More

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