So this is the first post that I’ve written on this trip that will be influenced by the amount of alcohol I’ve consumed and as such I may end up finishing this tomorrow. As I lie here at 11.20 I’m just polishing off my last buideal that I bought in the cool riverside pub earlier. Today is the half way point in our trip Day 25 and we return on Day 50. Also the coverage here is a bit crap at times and Dan seems to be getting a whole days worth of messages at the moment. At this point I should probably return to this morning which, after the usual getting up, started at a small restaurant in town. For once they had a menu and they had what we ordered from it. We ordered 4 full breakfasts which was a plate full of many different unusual things. The plate arrived with one large sausage (now that’s a euphemism, a bit of an in joke, is there anyway talking about getting electricity from Ireland to Holland could possibly be a euphemism) which looked weird but tasted really nice. We had decided to eat out due to a recommendation from the Americans and also the shiteness of the UHT. The food was nice but the shite gospel choir and ex-president memorial on TV was quite annoying. On the way home we decided to buy our tickets for the bus on Wednesday (we’re fairly sure all will be ok with our Visa’s, fingers crossed). We decided to go with Shalom again as the bus was fairly good. We went to buy the tickets but the guy selling them had a few problems with our names but eventually we got what we wanted. So next Wednesday, Anna, Jimie, Mirko and Din are getting the bus to Mongu. On the way home we also spent some time in 1973 on the shit internet (currently operating at 17 kilobytes per pigeon carrier). Once back in the guesthouse we we’re trying to figure a solution to the water problems here when 3 Dutch guys stopped and asked us what we were doing here. Their accent is just so funny (whass ish shu djusing here).One of the turned out to be the most helpful guy we’ve met in Zambia and he provided so many answers to the water problem. He was a fair bit in the heavy side so much so that I reckon the reason the Netherlands lies below the sea level is because he ate anything above sea level. After he left we heard a load of kids throwing rocks and so went to investigate (sure why not). It turned out there was a really poisonous snake at the door of the guesthouse and the guesthouse manager was trying to kill in with rocks and the kids were helping. The snake was (I think) an Nmut (pronunciation and translation may be out). It was a large green thing a moved so fast. Eventually it fled before they could kill it. Around four we headed to the cool river side bar and had a few beers sitting in the fading sun. It’s a really nice place and so relaxing, thank god we didn’t find it sooner or no work would have been done. Later we had chicken sandwiches for supper and watched half of Downfall and then due to tiredness we hopped into bed at the oh so late hour of 9.30 (what hell raisers we are). So here you find me 2 hours later and I actually finished this post but now I’m tired so good sleep all.
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