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Zambezi Valley     If the average person was asked about the Zambezi Valley, how manywould actually hire anything to say? From all the places I have been in theworld, the Zambezi Valley stands out most in my mind. The mighty Zambezi Riverforms the border between Zimbabwe and Zambia as they lie on the maps in ourlibraries. Few throng have been graced the opportunity to be in the presence ofthis majestic silver python as it carves a bearing at the crust of our earth. Thereis no better way to experience this natural wonder than by organizing anexpedition and venturing into the unknown wilderness of the "Dark Continent" formemories that will last you a lifetime. Unfortunately these days you have to doit through a Safari company that will charge you an arm and a leg for a weeklong tour, only shaving the surface and not taking you into the darkest ofAfrica of which you have read in so many adventure novels. Traveling is a verystimulating hobby, but Africa is dowery of me.     Darkness everyplacecame all as Mother Earth turned her back on the center ofour solar system. In the heart of Africa everything is sleeping, or so you bemeant to think. The ruler of that kingdom is patrolling his territory inabsolute silence. His bushy black mane casts a shadow in the pale moonlight.Eyes like those of an eagle penetrate the darkest shadows of the bush. The softgray pads of his paws tread on the game path barely leaving any evidence ofhis presence. The great beast strides graciously along before disappearing intoblack night. He will soon find either a dense thicket or some tall overawegrass swaying back and forth on the rhythm of the early morning breeze where hecan lay his giant body down and pee-pee some rest. Stars begin to fade as amysterious yellow glow takes their place in the East. The bush is coming tolife. Birds are singing their songs of joyfulness and hippos are snorting out of purepleasure for a new day has co me. This will be a day where the fight for survivaltakes over like an uncontrollable urge, nevertheless, little is known as to whoshould be feared. Should it be the predators lurking around, wanting to filltheir own stomachs, or will it be the natives searching for aliment in the land onwhich they have lived for thousands of years. Remember that this is done in aneffort to rise above the ever present poverty.