We filled in our forms en-route to the border so it went quickly. We waited in Mahango Park for the rest of the tour group. Just as we arrived we could hear a low growl of a lion. This is the same park we were in on Wednesday! The same park we freely picnicked in. The same park I watched my kids running around in !!!! (I think this is the moment my toothache started)
"In 1890 the Germans carved out a three hundred mile proruption East of their former colony of Southwest Africa to provide them access to one of Africa's most important rivers which is the Zambezi. In recent years, stationed troops in the strip to fight enemies in Angola, Botswana, and Zambia."
We drove via the Caprivi strip. Actually we zoomed down it. I didn't get to see the curios along the side of the road. All I saw was warning signs with the shadow of an elephant and cautiously looked left and right.
We drove via the Caprivi strip. Actually we zoomed down it. I didn't get to see the curios along the side of the road. All I saw was warning signs with the shadow of an elephant and cautiously looked left and right.
Katimo Mulilo is a fairly big town. (For some or other reason, I just cannot recall this name or pronounce it correctly !! ) There was a Pick 'n Pay ! And here I met a hijaabi ! Marwaan had read of the excellent quality of beef in Botswana. Halaal beef, which is exported to Malaysia. We were unsuccessful in finding ANY halaal meat in Botswana (must have exported all of it!) and so when he saw the sister, the first thing he asked was where he could find meat! Turns out there wasn't any here either and that they slaughtered their own. (Impressive!!)
Last year the Zambezi river flooded up to 25km inland. As we drove we could still see tented areas provided for those displaced by the floods. There are also occassional pools of water and mud plains.
Camp : Kalizo Lodge. Last night there was a draw for camp sites. As there are limited number facing the river. Alhamdulillah we got one. We opted to share the site as they are quite big. The sun was low so as soon as we arrived I went to our site and made salaah. It was one of those spiritual moments – being outside alongside the river with the warm African sun shining over me.
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