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A country where beauty is everything. I arrived in Lusaka after 9pm so the city center was beautiful and quiet. I couldn't see much since more than anything I was just trying to navigate where I was.


I have been couchsurfing here as well. I was a bit too spoiled as I had a guy who would drive me around and pick me up as requested. This is however not a good way to see the city.
To really see and experience the city, you need to use the local taxis (which they call buses) and experience the local people as you drive through the dirty township roads and watch kids play indigenous games.

I had made a few friends in Lusaka before I got here, my virtual family always has my back. They are always planting guardian angels in all the countries I travel to so that I have a go to person should life get too tricky.
I had lunch with my special friend Lulu Haangala who also happens to be a well known celebrity in Zambia :) I like things and things like me so I always get connected to lovely people.

Why do I say that this is a country where beauty is everything - I don't put on make up so the women found that almost unbelievable, how are you a woman and only depend on lotion and sunscreen as part of your beauty regime? Everyone here makes an effort when going out. Even if you just have a stand at the market that you run, you will be dressed to the 9s in most cases.
The way I have made peace with not being glamorous as I own nothing glamorous, I walk around in my slip slops *gasp/shock/horror* (Zambians call slip slops "tropicals"). I probably sound like I'm exaggerating but I did see a matric dance shiny orange gown at the market worn by a lady going on with her day selling her fresh produce.

I stayed in a new suburb while I was in Lusaka. Foxdale, its only been in development for about 3yrs so the roads aren't tarred. And the electricity likes playing disappearing games, which i am getting used to but I always think how as South Africans we are so spoiled we complain about Eskom who give us a load shedding schedule even though sometimes they don't stick strictly to it. Almost felt like Eskom was haunting me in my carefree adventurous life. 
How Foxdale came about is a farm owner had this huge land which for decades he was not developing, eventually govt took the land and gave it to those who needed it. No Compensation. He took the case to court and he lost.

Traffic in Lusaka is ridiculous. All day everyday. You would wonder if these people don't work. They do, employment is mostly informal around Zambia hence people are mostly on the road.
People say Joburg Taxi drivers drive like mad. I have come to appreciate their driving. Hai, the things I'm experiencing out here have me clutching my heart for dear life. Every taxi ride will end with you counting your blessings.

Lusaka Roads are beautiful and pothole free. Well only main roads are tarred. Everyone else can make do with the gravel roads - we don't care about your wealth. Just don't try driving in downtown as it is a parking lot before 8pm.

Lusaka is a big bustling city. Life is fast, young people are out chasing entrepreneurial dreams, shopping malls are popping up and there's a church in almost every street - yes, Zambians are a religious nation. 
The best thing about the shoppings malls are the escalators, which a very recent in Lusaka, so the locals get extremely excited about getting on and off -  and then on again for their amusement.

I knew that as South Africa we have colonised Zambia (I'm probabaly not being politically correct here) when I walked into a mall and found a Spur, Mugg & Bean, Woolworths and Game. Yea, a good 80% of their shops are south African brands and franchises.

I have been asking almost everyone what is the one thing a traveler can do in lusaka, no one has an idea. They all think o take you to their shopping malls but as a South African they know you have seen bigger shopping malls and higher escalators so they dont think that will amuse you. I finally found something to do... 
Kamwala Market in Down town Lusaka. This place is beautiful, its dirty, and it's a dream come true for bargains. You can buy anything in this market. Think it and it is there. Every corner might seem like you'll end up in some dodgy alley, but every turn you take is just more stalls. From underwear to groceries to your school uniform and designer handbags (I can't confirm authenticity).

Oh I got to try the local beer. Its called Mosi, in my opinion its my second favourite beer after Maluti which is the Lesotho local beer. Its not bitter and doesn't have an ugly after taste. I can't believe I am saying this but Mosi is smooth.
Haaaa! I'm officially an African beer connoisseur.

Zambia is not much different to South Africa. Every suburb is accompanied by a village (well in S.A its mostly informal settlements and they call villages compounds).
Oh the Zambians tell time so differently. Its a digital clock all over again. 1pm is called "thirteen' 6pm "eighteen" etc...
I'm pretty sure by the time I go back home I'll be speaking such an odd language that belongs to me, myself and I. But the moment I pick up on their local language, I have to leave.
There are a lot of Asians in Zambia, mostly owning casinos. And they are just so rude. I had a few unpleasant encounters and when I speak up and they hear my English they realize I'm not a local and go back into their shell. I can also be very unpleasant when required.

I have found my people. Some Zambians have a bre. Just like me, but when I speak in English I hide it very well. "Variety" becomes "Valiety". I fit in perfectly here. It is apparently the Bemba people who have the bre. The same language that is a bit similar to Tshivenda.

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