Conversations in Zambia

This post brought to you by a lovely few days spent in Zambia with Lisa. Yes, I am on leave for a few days. Much-needed!

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Everywhere in Livingstone, Zambia:

THEM: Where are you from?

ME: South Africa

THEM: Oh, we are neighbours! I will give you neighbour-price!

*proceed to give me normal tourist price*

My miniature baobab which I bought for SIXTY FREAKING RAND. But I love it.

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In a taxi:

TAXIDRIVER: Where are you from?

LISA: Canada

ME: South Africa

HIM: How is South Africa?

ME: It’s good!

HIM: Really? Everyone says there is too much crime. I’m too scared to visit there.

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On the border between Zambia and Zimbabwe:

HIM: Madams! Two for ten dollars! Ten dollars only.

US: Sorry… we have no cash.

HIM: Please! Ten dollars only.

US: We really have no cash. And even if we did, it would be kwacha.

HIM: I am so hungry. You know the situation in Zimbabwe is very bad.

*feeling miserable. Still really had no cash.*

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At the market:

US: Do you accept South African Rand?

HER: No! The Rand is too weak!

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Checking in at the airport:

HIM: You are a doctor in which field?

ME: Medicine

HIM: How long did you study?

ME: Six years

HIM: *look of disbelief*

ME: Don’t worry, I still don’t believe it either.

Gorgeous Victoria Falls. Any closer and you get drenched – which is not entirely unwelcome in the intense heat.