July 2009
20 posts
Masai Camp →
We got to Arusha after sunset. I had called my Mom’s old friend Pete— who runs a local community and cultural center. We were hoping to meet and crash at his place. But, it turned out he was already entertaining a large group of students.
This meant turning to our untrustworthy companion, the Liar— ahem— Lonely Planet. It listed the Masai Camp as cheap and frequented by overlanding trucks....
Ku-Omboka Backpackers Hostel & Guest House
Overpriced.
Unhelpful staff.
Bad food.
Sadly, it’s still the better of the two hostels in Lusaka.
We serendipitously reunited with friends from Livingstone. And became acquainted with new Finish journalist friends. So, it wasn’t all bad.
Railway Systems Zambia →
Our departure for Lusaka was prefaced by what has become an expected refrain. This time it was given by our hostel’s manager, right after we explained our plan for how we would get to our next northward destination:
“But, that’s dangerous!”
Mark my words: our cause of death will be, “came to ignore honest advice in regard to travel safety.”
The RSZ is a...
aircrack-ng →
You’d be hard-pressed to find well secured wireless in Zambia.
I can’t remember who breached their ethics first— Chris or me— but, we didn’t pay for Internet until after we crossed Tanzania.
Camera: Stolen
Whereas most of the photos have thus far been taken by Faulkner, all photos from here onward will be taken by Faulkner.
“You know who else can build schools? Africans. And, they can do it a sight well...”
– Tom
