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ZAMBIA-if you are in the neighbourhood.

I'd like to start by saying this is not the 1st time I'v been to zambia..neither is it the 2nd. I'v been here quite a bit, have family here and everything...but this is the 1st time I'v walked the streets alone, gone shopping, caught public transport etc alone. I'v had a more objective feel this time round.

In summary its been a blast!

Zambia is different in a special way. Lemme start with the people. The people are genuinely nice. Not nice-to-foreigners like ugandans or nice-polite like swedes..they are just nice to everyone from the heart. I mean, i spent whole day in town and everyone i asked for directions was genuinely concerned that i find the place, they'd ensure i understood and one even walked me there. When i dint understand the language they dint laugh or stare in awe..they just quickly translated to english..and Good english, smooth blend of east and southern african accent. Maybe i'm biased coz i'm fresh from the heart of mbarara Lol?

They drive well. Roads may be a little unplanned but at least the town itself is not crowded so it eases the jams. Lusaka has four main arteries of roads: Cairo, Chachacha (name is effortlessly charming) and dont know the other 2. These are long avenues, clean and organised. Lots of shopping to be done! Manda Hill and Arcades are malls in the surburbs which are glitzy and for those who like being associated wit the who's who crew. I went down to kamwala shopping place today. If u like me and like to get stuff no one else has, this is the place to be. Was a lot of fun. And cheap prices too. Lovely weather today...winter wit sunshine. Funny thing tho..zambian girls lurve dressing up for winter. Even if its just a bit windy...out come the snowshoes, boots, trenchcoats, scarves...like they'r in freakin SIBERIA! Lol. They look good tho. Dont wanna be a hater!

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