It's not easy to leave behind everything and everyone you ever loved, and move to a new country. Just this morning Jessica said to me "I miss the Africa days, and who we were, we don't belong here in America" and then 5 minutes later she said to me "mum, I do also love America, but you know how sometimes you just want to be sad". Out of the mouth of babes. How wise she is.
Well, I decided to share with you a little about where we come from. Although, how is it even possible to capture a country and a lifetime on a few blog pages? Especially one so rich in beauty and yet saturated in awful history.
Some people here have expressed surprise that we are white.. we laugh and say that we are now African Americans, but that might not be politically correct! I suppose all the rest of the world sees of Africa is the wildlife and the local people on documentary's.
Here are a few photo's of Zimbabwe, our home.
"Mosi oa-Tunya" ("the smoke that thunders").
The biggest curtain of falling water in the world and also one of the seven natural wonders of the world.
On the bright side, your math skills get pretty good when you are counting money with 12 or more digits.
The Zimbabwean people adapt to their hardships with humour.
Superior logic, no?
There is a great deal of speculation about the history of the ruins, some think they were built by Arab slave traders or the local tribes. Some think it may even have links to
The Queen of Sheba and King Solomon's Mines.
Texan's think that Texas has a beautiful shape..
we think Zimbabwe has a beautiful shape.
Houseboat on Kariba, the best accommodation in the world!
The best Emeralds in the world !!!
You’ve heard of Plato, the ancient Greek philosopher who taught that everything in the material world is a more or less imperfect copy of its original, ideal form stowed in eternity? Well, let’s suppose he had sold gems on the side. And let’s suppose he’d received a parcel of top-grade emeralds from the Sandawana mine in Zimbabwe. How close to the ideal, or archetype, would he have thought these stones?
As close to perfection as emerald gets. That’s why Sandawana emerald, discovered in 1956, quickly reached cult status among dealers and has never wanted since for fervent admirers.
Those fortunate enough to have sold these southern African emeralds talk about the finest of them with the rapture and reverence reserved fro Kashmir sapphires and Burmese rubies. Just listen to this emerald specialist: “The finest emerald I’ve ever seen was a 3-carat Sandawana stone shown me in 1980. It’s owner, an Indian dealer, wanted a mind-boggling $60,000 per carat. But eventually he got it.” source http://www.modernjeweler.com/web/online/Colored-Gemstone-Gem-Profiles/Sandawana-Emerald/1$546
you may get very close to animals... you may even get squashed or eaten... but you are free to have those experiences without having the rule book thrown at you! I have slept in the open, on a little stretcher, beneath the African stars, while the lions, hyena's and elephants have walked through the camp site.
"Hey guys... the Take Away's have arrived!
I get the driver. "
"Aw man... you got the driver last time"
"Mom, what does a tourist taste like?"
She was probably thinking, "hmmm, I like the canned ones"!
|Zimbabwean humor again? Actually no, this sign is for real. There are rules in some places, it is better to obey them.|
Stuart was born in Rhodesia, but spent most of his childhood years in Malawi and then later in Mozambique. His heart is in Malawi first, followed by Mozambique.
Our kids were born in South Africa, Zimbabwe and the UK. Their hearts are Zimbabwean.
The Rhodesian Ridgeback is a dog breed developed in Southern Africa (Rhodesia). Its European forebears can be traced to the early pioneers of the Cape Colony of southern Africa, who crossed their dogs with the semi-domesticated, ridged hunting dogs of the Khoikhoi.