Thoughts on Zambia

We didn’t realize how large Zambia was until we bussed across it. The whole reason for visiting was to see Victoria Falls, which is in the south. Since we entered from Namibia, we didn’t have that far to go to reach our destination. Our plan afterward was to climb (or at least see) Kilimanjaro in Tanzania, which is on Zambia’s northern border. Getting there was a nightmare.
Our first bus from Livingstone to the capital, Lusaka, was only six hours. The following day we decided to push all the way to Dar es Salaam. We spent 34 hours on that next bus, with the same four Thai martial arts movies on a loop and no air conditioning. It just about did us in.
Before all that, however, we spent about a week in Livingstone. Being such a tourist hotspot, it was more comfortable (read: wealthy) than most of Zambia and we enjoyed our time there. Most of my observations are from that area; I expect things where much different in the rural parts of the country.
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Way back in junior high, I had an English class in which we were assigned a writing project. I forget the details, but I do remember that when our teacher gave us the homework, we all thought that the minimum page requirement (Five pages? Three?) was extreme. Here we were in eighth grade and we’re supposed to write high school-length papers. Was she kidding?