A RETURN TO ZAMBIA
I crossed the border to Zambia to meet up with Karo in Chipata. We made our ways together to the capital.
Karo had previously suggested to me that we should head north to a chimpanzee sanctuary she had read about. It was about nine hours away from Lusaka, but we both had the time and energy for one last adventure – one last African sunset to contemplate at from the bush.
The Copperbelt region in Zambia is often unvisited, and this is because there isn’t actually much there other than copper mines and unimpressive landscapes. We took an early bus to Chingola, from where we caught a mini bus to the junction that connected to the sanctuary. And what an adventure that was – the sky was darkening, our signaled were nulled, the road was just dirt, and we had no idea whether we were going in the right direction or not. The women on the mini bus had decided that they would be our guides, but as we looked out the windows for any sign of life, we were laughed at in a language neither of us could comprehend. There was virtually nothing around and the sun was setting quickly. In silence, we were both plotting where we would spend the night and whether or not it’d be safe to pitch our tent on the roadside.
But as it always does – things worked out in the end. We made it to the sanctuary safe and sound, cooked our dinner in the fire, and slept soundly until the next morning.