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Friday, April 13, 2012

Morning on the Zambezi

The village was a 45-minute boat ride away. Or it would have been -- our boat broke down and we waited on one of the islands in the river until a backup arrived. We hadn't been nearly this far up the river before, and once you get past the new safari lodges going up, you see daily life by the river: men fishing, women doing laundry, children playing.

Everyone smiled and waved as we went by.

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