It was difficult for me to have someone around again to help out, I am so stubborn and enjoy doing things on my own so was a learning curve to allow him to do the manly things :) We headed further south to a place called Beach crab where the camping was only $3.50 a night and was right on the beach. What bliss and a great escape to just forget and relax on the beach and catch up on some reading time. Yes I do read occasionally.
I ended up consuming copious amounts of alcohol and making a fool of myself with six German police men who arrived earlier in the evening. A hangover from hell the next day I stayed hidden away in my tent hoping to recover, however the next day I still felt terrible and was very ill- yet again. Maybe it was not the alcohol and seemed like I had picked up some bug, which poor Calvin seemed to have gotten as well. Another dose of malaria medication seemed to have done the trick to help recover.
I bidded farewell to new friends I met at beach crab as they all boarded a boat to Zanzibar leaing me behind. I stayed on at beach crab for two more nights before heading further south and inland to Iringa. Here I visited my favorite school and friends at St Mary’s. Was nice to see the development since I had last visited. I am still trying my hardest to support with a computer room, if anyone deserves one it is this school.
Unfortunately I have hit the Southern hemispheres raining season and sad I am no longer on the coast- goodbye to my tan that I worked so hard on. I was warned by other travelers that the roads in Zambia are pretty bad due to so many trucks on the roads. However now that I have just entered Zambia it is quite the opposite. The roads are great, long stretches of nothing and the odd truck now and then.
I made a huge mistake by not researching where there are fuel stations in Zambia and ended being a close call to running out of fuel for the first time. I did however end up at an amazing place with a hot spring and rested there for two days. I’m still not 100% and have constant migraines and get episodes of having to run to the toilet. I wish I knew what was wrong with me and will have to see a doctor as soon as I get to SA. Some mornings I wake up and think I am ok until I stand up and the world starts spinning. My eye balls feel like they going to explode… nothing I have ever experienced before. Probably some African parasite or something that just needs an antibiotic to sort me out.
So thank goodness, one more week until my father joins me and can help with the driving and take me home to recover fully. So will keep you all updated on what the story is once I know.