Zambia!

Chikuni, 7 July.

Finally In Chikuni!
Well I’m in Zambia since yesterday evening and I can finally say I’m home again, another house maybe, anyway, it shall be a new home.
Since now I have decided not to forget anything, any more.
Well, that happened right after forgetting my camera for the third time today..
What were we talking about? Right, my memory, my memories
I’m talking about my arrive here in Chikuni, but I want to start from the real beginning, in Rome, two days ago.
Many of you and, of course, me know how I fear to fly.. well in just a few hours I had to take part to four take off and four landings!
I can tell for sure I’m not scared anymore and I must thank Mr. Jameson for keeping me still during my flight, even when two Ethiopians Muslims were looking badly at us: Don’t Mind Ste, Mr. Jameson said, they don’t know I am your doctor and you need that medicine! When he finishes talking we were almost in Addis Ababa, the city of King Selassie, the green capital of Ethiopia, Give Thanks!
I had to take another plane that would have stopped in Entebe (Uganda), Lilongo (Malawi) before reaching Lusaka.
It was not a good perspective, luckily I met Zagaye and Catherine and we started to talk as we were good friends, so that we let time fly together with us.
Zagaye works for the Wildlife Authority of Malawi, while Catherine was coming back from Toronto after an holiday.
After 14 hours I finally reached Lusaka and after some misunderstandings with two attendants I got my business visa for Zambia.
Marco, my project coordinator, was waiting for me right after the frontier to reach the diocese of Lusaka were some Celim volunteers live; we would have slept there and in the morning, soon after some little shopping for food and little things I needed for my accommodation we took part to a little barbecue that Monia, one of the volunteers, prepared to do some fund raising with the help of the people that are attending at her project in Lusaka.
Then we left heading to Chikuni soon after taking on a man that lives actually in Chikuni to get retroviral cures.
Just a few months ago he could barely stand by his feet, now he is getting better and he just got a diploma attending an on line course with the Cambridge University.
That shows his great will to go on and to keep smiling anyway.
He was always smiling and helping us to choose fruit and vegetables on our trip to Chikuni, in the countless little “markets” we met beside the road.
Well, I will continue tomorrow morning for I want to listen to the sound of African natural music.. the animals. See you!