Like most people know, the name Zimbabwe derives from very famous ruins that exist in the African country.
A few years ago, four friends decided to visit Zimbabwe, on our own, and not through any travel agent that all scheduled thus getting rid of a number of discomforts, dangers and scares. But also rid you of the excitement, uncertainty and improvisation that involve the whole adventure of discovering oneself and the freedom to create your own program. We agreed that we would visit the Hwange Park, Victoria Falls, a Bushman settlement, Lake Kariba, Bumi Hills Safari Lodge and many other places whose names do not come at this time in my memory.
The flight from Madrid to Harare conducted without any mishap, and even admirable punctuality. We left the airport. Lucia sunshine. As soon as we started to sweat excessively splendid.
Firmly believe that time is money, we went into action immediately going straight to take a taxi. The driver who was responsible would walk for fifty years, and was so little physically graceful Antonio, pessimistic and gloomy group, said no more get on the vehicle we wanted to take us to Harare hotel where we had booked two rooms.
-I do not know. I have a bad feeling. This good man is much Frankenstein seems.
Logically, we laugh at their fears. However, halfway punctured two wheels at a time and not a miracle we crashed into a tree. There, sitting in the gutter, we had to wait over an hour to bring a spare tire, since the spare wheel had already changed one of the damaged driver that so little favored by nature.
Overnight we stay at a hotel in Harare and the next morning we went straight to catch a plane that was to take us to the small airport Hwange Park. Antonio saw a dead snake on the ground and had to force him to go to his plane because he’s superstitious, became obsessed with that misfortune would occur. During the flight he broke down one of the motors of electric and spent much fear, but eventually landed safely.
‘What I said? The tragedy haunts us’ she said Antonio believes his gloomy forebodings were right to be.
The knot that fear had put us all in the throat, did not allow us to respond with some opportunist joke.
We retrieved our luggage with some trembling legs -for the brave tremble too, though little of it-talk and went to a rent-a-car where we rented a minibus with driver included. The driver was a super nice young man who I think only knew the English language the word yes, then used it for everything. Half of his face was occupied ebony a smile -the rest of her features were nothing relevant-. I regret not remember his name, because as far as we struggled to pronounce it must be rare. It was a very nervous guy and started the vehicle when Antonio had not finished climbing causing a good shot in the right leg, the best he had to play football was given.
I do not know what kind of path he took the nickname Smiles – affectionate put him right away- but the truth is that there were more potholes than road and all found a decrease several centimeters due to shaking and shock we took our heads against the vehicle roof. And what happened in big smiles laughing all the time.
And finally, more giddy than the drum of a washing machine, we Hwange Park.
And we were amazed by variety of wild animals found there! We took pictures and filmed nonstop until the smiles got too close to the head, possibly male elephant am so cocky and aggressive that showing – which made us furious, pushed the nose of our stubborn road and he flipped us no miracle. We got a fright in the body!
We’ll see if we returned alive Antonio, increasingly gloomy house said.
-If you die just you, you buy the largest cog we find Fernando said the horniest of four.
We endorse and I -Mark
– You will be envy of all who see spend your coffin, Antonio.
-Just we hired another company with the same minibus driver, thanks to Antonio had learned to say:
Shit, something terrible is going to happen, you’ll see.
The smiles, seeing that we laughed, not to repeat this phrase until changed by another angry statement from our pessimistic:
– You want already shut, fuck!
Arriving at Victoria Falls overturned the vehicle and blows out apart from some well delivered. The smiling driver Antonio learned another word:
He could not learn words in Spanish, because we parted there.
Victoria Falls are an extraordinary sight. Greatness, DIN, admiration, wonder! There he bought an old wooden drum Methuselah and goatskin.
We entered the hotel and were punished touching. We got a room with two beds, claiming they had no more. The beds we played and lost to Chinese Antonio and I, who had to settle with sofa and a folding chair. We were so tired that we fell asleep instantly. The next morning, Antonio and I had a stiff neck could only see what was happening on our right side, it was to where we had been twisted neck.
I’ll start cutting this narrative that is poised to become a travel novel.
We rented a zodiac with driver, with the intention, through the Kariba lake, arriving at Bumi Hills Safari Lodge. The boat broke down half way and stayed there almost two hours at anchor waiting to come and rescue us.
While we waited for help, our friend Antonio pessimistic on three sheets of paper made a will and we gave one to each of us. In the will he left our friend Fernando its valuable collection of stamps, Mark your old 600, because this would pirran antique cars; Anita, his wife, all his property, and me a mountain bike.
– Let him come out alive, I will take you to my widow.
Excited and moved, thanked him for his generosity.
Today, Antonio retains its valuable collection of stamps, the old 600, also mountain biking and half of its properties, which is what his wife left him after divorcing him.