Some awful, horrific (hilarious!) antelope taxidermy awaited in the garden of the hotel in Kabwe. Ripped stitches, hard legs as skinny and straight as table legs, and snarling, dead-eyed expressions. This crazy display of shoddy taxidermy craftsmanship made us laugh for hours afterwards.
I arrived on day one and went directly to the pub. That’s actually just half true. It was a hotel (with an attached bar), and although I was hoping to stay, the bartender explained inbetween pouring pints that the rooms were full.
Amsterdam The layout of central Amsterdam is easy enough to navigate. Beautiful, slow canals are cluttered by small wooden dingys (some half-sunk) and houseboats, their calm brown waters patterned with dark reflections of the bright leafy trees above.
Belgium has famous neighbours. France to the south with its art galleries, cuisine and national scarf obsession, The Netherlands in the north, windmills, cheese and funny smelling ‘coffee shops’, Germany to the east, where a sausage and a beer is a great meal.