Wednesday 18th, just woke up from a little snooze on the shores of Lake Kariba. This morning got the car serviced, looks like she is running very rich, will keep an eye on her. Dave step son Franswa and Job help me with my service, nice of them. Let’s get you guys filled in, got down here yesterday midday, road was not so bad, still seeing a lot of youth/children trying to make money selling from vegetables to clothes at junctions/stops, one could not say they are desperate, because there were always signs of smiles in the crowds.
Meeting the monkeys was something else; Dave had just explained to me that when seeing the larger monkey that I should refrain from passing anything to him because the monkey would attack me as if I posing a threat to him. The little bugger had me cornered, hiding behind the worker but made not help, his willy hanging and tongue out and had me at all my moves, I was cornered till Dave got him by his tail and put him in the cage. It was flipping hilarious, and my heart was pumping.
Dave got a nice personality gave me a nice breakdown about himself, always nice to be with expressive people. His wife was great to me. This one big farming organization, called Zambeef, plants 2000 hectors under irrigation around by the lake, amazing setup.
The kindness of staying with people, has been making me feel obliged, not that I am coming empty handed, just so, maybe that voice of mine called the ego- been reading this book Sharlet gave me leaving Jhb it’s making me think, its making a difference in explain the actions and reactions of my past behavior, putting some smiles of peace within my heart and across mu face.
The only bother is using these words – I – MYSELF – ME – YOU KNOW – I KNOW and so on, thanks Sharlet will always remember the peace you have offered, when giving me this book --- A New Earth by Echkart Tolle, and thanks to Echart’s wisdom.
Went out for a little fish with Dave, all we got were some big nocks and our lures spat back to us, with a splash to finish. I played Monopoly with the boys, Franswa and Dave, got my ass whipped. I am grateful for these guys hospitality but I am not going to stay with folk in a hurry, I tend to feel obliged as I said. The strange thing they liked me so much, that even the wife begged me to stay more, and come and visit again, amazing that little voice in my head always telling me otherwise, and most times its negative. But being aware is the first step to dealing with it.
Got up early this morning, packed the car, had breakfast with the folk, good energy, they enjoyed my company and that makes me feel good. I must just love myself allot more, and not be so hard onto myself.
Started this little journey towards side road around the lake, it was not long before I started to panic every bridge was washed away and the further I was driving they were just getting worse. I eventually got to this so called camp, I should have maybe read it properly, wild camping. There was nothing to see, just bush and the worry of running into a dead end, all my Garmin was telling me to do a u turn after 13 Km, and the roads really started looking bad. Did not wait for the Garmin to instruct me, just did the u turn and I was on way back on the road I came on, what a pity, I was so keen to do the road.
Got to this small town Monze, and staying on the farm 12km out, it has a great campsite, met two other guys, form a Cape Town, a farmer George and car salesman Leon. The farmer saw his ass, down a ditch, they just sort off come from Malawi, will check up with them were the fuck they are off too. Leon even asked me if I was gay, maybe he was looking for shag tonight.
Tomorrow will be heading into Lusaka, got to do some down loading onto the PC, thing went corrupt rolled back to my last setting, which screwed up my antivirus and Map Source. But the good thing I was telling my little voice in my head to stop irritating and that I should not worry because I know what to do. I think the kids were on the pc, little shits because Franswa asked me out of the blue if I was on Face Book, or it my paranoia.
Need to get some petrol filters because I got the wrong ones, buy a trunk for the back packing in my car, and sort out the engine protector unit I had installed for early warning for oil pressure and overheating.
Rolled into Lusaka today all good, first stop Eureka Camping then Toyota. Found the 1 filter will get another one in the morning. Come to a nice big mall in Lusaka, all the shops available. At the coffee shop Kilemanjaro doing my internet stuff, at least this connection is a lot faster than Chobe. Just seen Kampersky is update, happy again, know I can do map source, upgrade.
Met this Zambian form Lusaka the first time in Livingston, and know in Lusaka, name is Dominic one of those lucky folk to have been educated in the UK sounds just like a pom. Just trying to keep myself patient with the connection, I hate waiting for thing to happen, computers.
Had great service form the workers in the coffee shop, got to go back and finish some other work and add this to my blog. I will heading up north and will fill every one with some more information.
Felt a little tense, it must be that little voice in my head trying to ooozz my thoughts. My bread has worked out so kiff tonight, put my small potjie lid into the big one and drop the bread on the middle of the lid; it works so well on the gas.
Had these South Africans behaving so badly, mine workers no respect for others in the camp site, they really don’t know even how to speak to their workers. Had this shit sleep, got the fuck out of there will not come back to that camp site ever again.
At Toyota waiting for my filter, and going through my wordings for the blog, had doing it but trying to keep sort of englesheeeee. Just heard that my filer has not arrived or left on the delivery vehicle, going to try find some pirate filter, I here there are some big spare shops, hopefully find some pirate filters. Still need to go and complete may Map Source update and leave the city back into the bush.
All good eventually after trying to find petrol filters, thank God went back to Toyota and mine arrived, ready for the north. Changed the boxes, bought a bag, and soldering iron and in the mix. Feeling a lot better everyone has been so helpful, are we not blessed. Met a lady in the queue, know Andrew Taylor asked her to send regards from Fatty, code name.
My download is going so slow, hopefully will speed up, getting some more money into the mix so we stay in touch with the site.
Mpika is my destinations, for the moment hot water pools, need some deep soothing moments, physically and mentally.
Sometimes we think progressive the way we have been in the capitalist world, get to the top in what you doing, make yourself feel that you are in charge, why should one feel that this the way forward is recognized with the word - achievement.
We see ourselves trying to find peace with ourselves and others the older we get if we see the chances that life gives us, for sometimes we lived roped up in this little world of ours. The books that I got form Sharlet and Lilly tell us the story of internal freedom, the way I might interpret in our daily language as midlife crises, but do we ever really do anything about it? We find new partners, jobs, cars, friends and then more emptiness. The journey ahead of me, wish for peace and love.
With that I hope, inner fulfillment will happen, so when I smile it never stops. This blog is great sharing moments that we experience and we need to understand. My ego is getting unhappy with my we we we we, we getting the better of him.
Just met guru, the Indian from the states, been on the road for 3 years a mate for the future.
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