on to the next national park—Matopos—balancing rocks…huge marbles on mountain hills that have been there for eons. We rocked up to the lodge where we wanted to camp and asked about camping…the woman went to the back and we heard through the door on walkie-talkie/2 way radio:
“you need to come.” “what’s the problem?” “there are people.” “I’ll be right there.”
I’d never known that having people come to a tourist lodge was considered a problem…but they were redoing the campsite so he came and offered a lodge at camping prices (not a problem for us!). Went on a sunset drive and saw giraffe, zebra and wildebeest and got stuck in a pond (not for long). The hill behind our cottage had more balancing rocks to climb around on…and we went into the park…we only passed two other cars in the whole park. Saw John Cecil Rhodes grave (founder of Rhodesia). Went to see some of the cave paintings there as well…down some very potholed rutted dirt paths—bounced around a lot. The clock reset itself and the radio went off for a moment but we didn’t think much of it…until the next morning when the car wouldn’t start…turns out we’d bounced the battery loose but 3 minutes at the first petrol station fixed that.
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