

Livingstone, Zambia
Livingstone
As we drove towards Livingstone we could see the spray of Victoria Falls reaching up into the sky like bushfire smoke, clouds of mist swirling and rising, such was the power of the water tumbling over that gash in the earth.
The Grotto was our home for a few nights, an old colonial home on a large plot that an ex-Kiwi known only by the name of Grubby runs as a campsite. We couldn't help but think that staying at Grubby's Grotto was a classy p...