Leaving Brisbane at three in the afternoon I embarked on the quite ludicrous journey to Zambia. I flew to Thailand, Ethiopia then Malawi and finally thirty one hours, six movies, a book and far too many trays of peculiar airplane food later I touched down in Zambia. The customs is Zambia were thankfully so uninterested in what I was doing in Zambia I had no trouble getting in. My work permit had been approved but I did not have any documentation. The farms driver who was picking me up was a little delayed so I had cleared customs before he arrived with the papers. When he did I simply walked back to the immigration desk, try that at Heathrow!
We then ran a few shopping errands in town before setting off to the farm. My first impressions of Zambia are that it is more developed than expected. It reminds me a lot of South Africa. Arriving at the farm just before nightfall I did not see a great deal. The grass is incredibly tall and everything is very lush and green as they are coming out of the rainy season.
I then had dinner with Fergus, Di (Husband and wife management team) and Doug (son at college in the U.K.). I slept from ten until five when thanks to the wonders of jet lag I woke like a jack in the box. Today I will take the grand tour, very exciting.
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Good to know that you made it to Zambia and i hope you get over your jet lang! andy
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