Here we see another African market in Livingstone, Zambia. There is a distinct contrast between the local flea market and the local supermarket. In small towns, the flea market is about all you will find. In the larger towns you’ll find at least one good supermarket with a bakery and refrigerated meat and frozen food. Life is quite different in the small towns of Africa than in the larger cities. In the rural areas, the lifestyle tends to be little more than subsistence living. There won’t be a lot of electricity, household furniture or even doors and windows. Africa tends to be a land of contrasts.
I took this picture of a supermarket in Livingstone. Gee, it looks like a supermarket like you might find anywhere else in the world. It was quite modern. They were busy stocking in the middle of the morning. It was on a Saturday. I would like to say that it wasn’t as large as a typical American supermarket, but it was similar in size to a locally-owned supermarket in a small town. Remember that Livingstone may be a reasonably good-sized city in Zambia, but it’s hardly has world-class status as a city.
Livingstone, Zambia is a totally different experience than Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe. Victoria Falls is a true tourist town. There’s not much outside of tourism. Livingstone, however, is much more than a tourist town. There’s industry and employment outside of tourism. It’s also much larger than Victoria Falls. Plus, Livingstone is located about six miles from the actual falls themselves. Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe virtually sits on the falls. I walked to the falls several times from the center of town. It was less than a mile. This picture is of the main street of Livingstone. It is looking away from the busiest section of downtown.
I had to go. It cost me about $50 to officially go to Zambia. Technically, I could have walked past this sign and have been in Zambia, but I needed the stamp to show that I was officially in the country, not just an illegal immigrant. This sign was on the bridge where the bungee jumpers jumped out over the gorge. It was halfway across the bridge. Note that the bridge is a one-way bridge for cars and it is also a bridge for trains. But more than that it is a bridge for thrill seekers.
It’s me on the bridge. I’m on the Zimbabwe side. The stop sign behind me indicates that going past that sign means you are technically on the Zambian side. However, it really isn’t a problem until you get to the Zambian immigration desk and that’s quite a bit down the road. The sign also means that the bridge is one way. People from Zambia cross to Zimbabwe. Then people from Zimbabwe cross into Zambia. I liked the bridge, but it really is high up. There’s no way I would ever bungee jump off of this bridge. Actually, there’s probably no way I would ever bungee jump anywhere. Note that the largest dimension available for this picture is 1024 X 768 as it was uploaded at a very slow bandwidth from a remote location in Africa.
This is the Zambezi River after it has done it’s descent down Victoria Falls. This picture was taken on the Zimbabwe side of the falls. Nice gorge, huh? This is the gorge where the bungee jumping and zip-lining are done during the day. Some days, there are lots of people jumping off of the bridge. Other days there is no one on the bridge save for the lonely bungee jumping crew. This bungee jump is world famous because a cord snapped on a jumper in January, 2012 and the girl wound up in the Zambezi River, which has a few crocodiles in it. When I went to the bridge the first time, there was no one there. The bridge is in "no-man’s-land" – the area between the Zambia and Zimbabwe immigration offices. If you are just going to the bridge, you must pass through the immigration line of one country without passing through the immigration of the other country. Just say “I’m going to the bridge to watch people do stupid things.” The immigration officer will smile. Note that the largest dimension available for this picture is 1024 X 768 as it was uploaded at a very slow bandwidth from a remote location in Africa.