Victoria Falls Zimbabwe

We arrived in Livingstone and a bunch of us went across the border (which cost Canadians $75US and everyone else $30) to Zimbabwe to stay at the world famous Victoria Falls Hotel. It is a colonial hotel and reminds me alot of Victoria BC. It is really nice. At check in they bring you a eucalyptus cool facecloth and a "welcome drink" in a champagne glass. The hotel is right overlooking the bridge and the gorge. Really worth it. I guess the Zambian side is much more expensive as the rooms here are around $250 and the rooms on the Zambian side go for $600!! Crazy to think of paying these prices in Africa. We walked the length of the falls today, which make Niagra Falls seem like a baby version of these falls... As you walk along you get soaked, like it is pouring rain. We opted for one found umbrella and no rain jackets. It was so awesome. You can get way closer to the falls then they would let you get in North America, some sections had no barriers against falling into the falls. Apparently, occasionally an elephant goes over the falls who accidently fell into the Zambezi river upstream and can't get out. Even though that would be sad it would be pretty cool to see...

The river is at its peak right now so there is no chance of rafting which is kinda sad, I guess it just means I will have to come back at some point. There are monkeys and baboons and warthogs in the yard outside the window of the hotel room which is a nice reminder that we are in Africa and very delicious food. This is probably the first time on the trip so far that I feel like I am on vacation and not at some sort of crazy biking everyday job. It will be hard to get back to the riding as we have our "century week" coming up in Botswana where we ride 160km + everyday.... Ugh. You would think I had an iron butt by now, but alas my butt seems to be taking alot of abuse lately, especially after getting a small piece of grass in my shorts after peeing the other day and getting a grass shaped saddle sore. Then the next day getting some small thorns in my chamois from peeing and having to pick them out of my shorts while riding, oh man the things that can happen out here, I tell you... Just when you think 150km days are hard, it can get harder.... Someone even got their bike stolen at a camp the other night... They found it, but it took some serious Sherlock Holmes techniques...