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Africa Zambia

Welcome To Islands of Siankaba

After a long journey, we have finally made it to Islands of Siankaba in Zambia and it is as spectacular as I remember.

We are travelling as a group of seven, so before I go any further, let me introduce our crew:

Mom (also known as Mum)-My Mom. I am so excited to have her on this adventure and she has been such a trooper in the journey to get here.

Jay (AKA Fany Pants)- Jay is…”highly affiliated” with Islands of Siankaba. He is from England but a Zambian at heart. I will elude to his nickname throughout the trip, but it came from his immense effort in putting this incredible trip together for the group of us and making it absolutely perfect.

Sarah- Sarah runs The U Foundation, which is the foundation that built and funds the nursury school that is in Sinakaba Village. She is an incredibley sweet and patient person who cares so much for the people in the village and works hard to make sure the people of Siankaba are cared for.

Charlie- Charlie has been a U Foundation supporter for many years. He works for a sporting goods company and is constantly donating sports uniforms, sports equipment and other items to go to the Siankaba Nursury School, as well as other schools in Zambia. This is his first trip to Zambia and a wonderful opportunity for him to see where all of his donations have been going and the good they are doing.

Matthew and Jessica (AKA smiley)- Matthew and Jessica are Sarah’s wonderful kiddos. Jessica is 10 and forever has a perfect dimple on each side of the smile that is always planted on her face. Matthew is almost 12 and as sweet as he can be. They are awesome kids who are such a pleasure to be around.

That being said, the entire crew has been enjoyable to be around. Several of us have met for the first time and everyone has hit it off from the beginning.

Mom and I flew from San Diego to London (10ish hour flight), spent the afternoon and next day in London and then met the rest of the crew at London Heathrow for our flight to Johannesburg.

Jay, Sarah, Charlie and the kids showed up in one car and the 30 pieces of luggage they had arrived in a van behind them. All but a few pieces of luggage were full of donations for the school. Despite Jay coordinating with the airline ahead of time, getting all of these bags checked in took several hours. To add to the chaos, Mom left her carry-on at our hotel in Kensington. After three hours of negotiating and coordinating, Mom had her carry-on and all thirty bags were on the flight. We made it to our flight just in time for boarding. Thanks to Jay (Fancy Pants) pulling some strings, our entire group of 7 was upgraded to business class. We had a great time getting to know eachother and got a little bit of sleep on the way over (11ish hour flight).

 

Checking in 30 pieces of luggage!
Checking in 30 pieces of luggage!

 

Mum and Fancy Pants getting to know each other on the flight over.
Mum and Fancy Pants getting to know each other on the flight over.

We had a couple of hours layover in Johannesburg and then hopped on a 1.5 hour flight to Livingstone, Zambia. Collecting the 30 pieces of luggage and getting them through customs in Zambia was also a lengthy process. Several pieces didn’t make it, but we were able to collect all but one of them the next day. Once we had everything (in the three vehicles that came to collect us), we were off to IOS.

We were all exhausted on the ride over, but found our second wind once we arrived at IOS and were greeted by drumming, dancing, cold drinks and an incredible boat ride over to the lodge. Four days of bliss at Islands of Siankaba had begun.

Sarah, Matthew and Smiley on the boat to the lodge.
Sarah, Matthew and Smiley on the boat to the lodge.
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Africa

You’re Going to Africa Again?

This is the question I get each time I tell someone about my upcoming trip to Zambia. And, the answer is yes.

Our first trip to Africa was in 2009 and it was a “once in a lifetime” trip. The problem is that one of us came back completely obsessed with the three countries we visited: Zambia, South Africa and Mozambique. One of us came home with African footprints on her heart.

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In 2012 I somehow managed to convince The Mr. to return to Africa, this time to Tanzania. And again, I came back completely obsessed.

This trip is a little different and somewhat spur of the moment. “Somewhat” because we typically plan our trips pretty far in advance. “Different” because The Mr. won’t be going this time.

On our first visit to Zambia, we were fortunate enough to meet the wonderful owners of the lodge we stayed at and have remained friends with them over the past several years. We have been lucky enough to see them on several occasions and on the occasion back in April, Jay told us of their plans to visit Zambia in August and he invited us along. How could you say no to that? Unfortunately, The Mr. is unable to go, but I (easily) convinced my Mom to go.

So, as I write this, we are about 60 hours from our departure. We will spend a night and an afternoon in London and then we will be on our way to Zambia. On our way to a tented lodge on the Zambezi that is completely connected by rope bridges, sundowners with Gin and Tonics and the most magnificent sunsets you have ever seen, the sound of grunting hippos, Victoria Falls, game drives morning and night and great friends. There is only one thing more exciting than all of these wonderful experiences and that is, I get to share the mysterious magic of Africa with my Mom.

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