Steph’s arrival in Livingstone last evening was just in time for a rather splendid dinner on the hotel veranda, overlooking the Falls. It was good to catch up after all this time, and we dined on a variety of local dishes cooked to perfection by world renowned chefs (although, bowing to well established aviation tradition, I forewent the oven roasted Zambezi bream in favour of the more reliable warthog cutlets.
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The following morning we made our way back to the airport, Steph to catch a flight back across the border, and me to carry the baton north