|Tracey and her pilot both going handsfree!|
|Lisuma (Sunshine) in her new glasses|
Before us was a family of four, but with only 3 micro-lights in the air at once, the mother, daughter and ten-year old son went up first and the father would be flying with Tracey and I in the next round. Tracey watched anxiously as the ten-year old whizzed past us on the runway waving enthusiastically at his father in his over-sized helmet - 15 minutes and that would be us. Tracey looked pale.
We soon heard the engines again returning over the bush and we stood to watch them land and get ready to board. I was first up and Tracey followed in the second. We had headsets that connected us to the pilot and each micro had a GoPro on board to record the whole thing in images taken from the wing at 10 second intervals. The take off was as smooth as I remembered and the view as breathtaking, but what was a surprise was how the temperature changed almost as soon as we were airborne. No longer was there a chilly wind, but a nice warm airflow as we soared above birds and hippos and spiralled downwards over Victoria Falls - simply incredible. Words or pictures cannot do it justice, you have to be up there and feeling the freedom of the wind around you with your arms and legs outstretched - it's exhilarating. So much so that Tracey's first coherent words when she landed back down were "I want to do it again NOW!".
|The high-fivers and their pencil cases|
Still without any local currency and orientation not happening until Monday, we decided to head out for another exploratory wander, taking with us some of the donated pencil cases and sunglasses for the local children we had met the day before.
By 11am we found ourselves cooling off at the local football club, beer in hand, next to a table of African women doing much the same. Of course, it wasn't long before we had befriended them; Edith, who clearly liked a beer or two, was more than a little mad, but good fun. Her cousin, Tango, was visiting from Lusaka, a stunning 20 year old who liked to dance, and Edith's sister, Zeta, a civil servant with the Zambian Air Force who seemed to be the more sensible of the three. They had a 7 year old girl with them called Lisuma, who turned out to be both Edith's sister and her niece!
|Zeta, me, Tango and Tracey at the Falls Garden Lodge|
|for some reason they don't feel it necessary to put doors on!|