Another sleepless night. Sitting here, basking in the omnipresent hum of whirling turbines. A surreal experience of exhaustion and anxiety. Frozen… waiting.. A new hope dwindles as surely as the rising moon.
6 hours, one movie, dinner and breakfast later:
As the sun rises, the blanket of golden rays moves gently across the open planes. Reflections of rivers spot the flatlands. Rolling hills hand in hand with unidentifiable mist. A feeling of pure and indistinguishable connection.
Zambia, we are here. But we are not home yet. Our journey takes us to Timmy, our bus driver, who drives a Japanese build, Chinese imported mini bus. The welcoming sunlight gleams happily over our shoulders. The spaciousness is embraced by our cramped legs.
We take a brake from the Lusaka to Chikuni drive. Arcades, a strip mall with cash exchanges, grocery stores, Americans and familiar food. We load up on our beverages for the rest of the trip. Assorted juices, sodas and tons of cider. We going to be set on drinks for a long time.
As we roll across the opposite side of traffic,
the smell of burning fields pervade the air.
Flat lands of rolling grass and towering termite hills
Bill boards of Pepsi-Cola. All too familiar, yet to tired to
Make a difference. Passerby’s glance with an intrigued look.
Drifting in and out of consciousness, it is night. The sun is setting early. Students, bikers and
Basket carrying woman still meander the streets. The first thing that comes to mind…we must make it before the darkness.
The next thing I know, we are driving on a cattle grazing trial. Barley enough space for our car and a helpful biker. We travel in the night for over an hour, no end in sight. People zig zag the uneven trial across our blinding headlights.
We are here!! Its too dark for me to read what our destination is. 48 hours, from Seattle to Chikuni. We are finally able to rest. Yvonne, greets us and presents us with a traditional Zambian dinner of boiled chicken, potatoes, rice, cabbage and a traditional staple, nshima. We eat with our hands.
We are fortunate enough to have hot running water where we can take showers. Bunk beds are here for us with mosquito nets. We have the whole night to ourselves. How can I sleep?