Livingstone, I presume . . .

Livingstone has turned out to be a nice respite from crazy large cities like Nairobi and Cairo (not that we spent time there, but on the roads at least!). We had an interesting dinner at a local place in Livingstone that serves ethnic African – so basic meats and veggies with a very un-appealing maise-starch-cornmeal stand-in that doubles as either glue or mortar depending on the consistency or application!

In any event, the meal sufficed, but the best part was the interaction with the local staff who were amazingly friendly and wonderful to talk to. I’ll eat anything as long as I can meet the locals and have a nice time! And beer and fatigue usually help. That and a wonderful sunset, seem to be the end to a perfect day!