‘Mosi oa Tunya’ is the place to be in 2014

Adio Addie Tee Dinika Cool Lifestyle Writer
The smoke that thunders stood there captivated, breathing in the cool air, my eyes glued to the wonder. I could look neither to the right nor the left, what was before my eye was too beautiful a sight. I wanted to take in every moment. This was an out of this world scene. At that moment I removed all doubts, if ever I had any, about the brilliance of God as an architect, and felt proud to be Zimbabwean.

No other nation except, of course, our neighbour Zambia had such a wonder. I now understand why David Livingstone claimed to be the one who discovered Mosi oa Tunya — the Smoke that Thunders – which he quickly christened Victoria Falls after his queen.

Every man would want to claim they had something to do with such an awesome beauty of nature.

No artist of human nature could come up with such a magnificent scene.  At that moment I also felt like claiming to be the first person to gaze upon such a lovely scene.

I stood mouth wide open as litre upon litre of water swirled around cascading to the depths below, the sun caught the spraying waves at a marvellous angle creating a rainbow of the most beautiful colours man has ever seen.

This was the grand and majestic Victoria Falls, and I was seeing them with my own two eyes, I removed my spectacles, this was too beautiful a sight to see through lenses.

The clicking of cameras as people fired away, capturing the lovely moment of a lifetime was electric. In the middle of the rainforest the majestic falls thunder their mist keeping the plants lush.

Grazing at the edge of the rainforest, so used to people that it no longer ran away, was a brown duiker with white spots.

The creature was so lovely; it did not mind the big droplets of water landing on its back, for it this was home.

When we got to the gigantic statue of David Livingstone, gazing upon the falls I would have climbed to have a photo on its shoulders if it wasn’t for a “Do Not Climb” notice that was too big to ignore.

I prayed my camera’s batteries could survive as I furiously clicked away preserving everything I was experiencing for the guys back home.

Less than 200 metres from the falls, the atmosphere was entirely different. Here it was dry, really suiting the dry season we were in.

However, the dryness was by no means ugly, it was beautiful in its own way, the forest floor was carpeted by an array of brown and white leaves, and the scene was pleasing, I went into that part of the forest stepping on the crispy leaves and posed for dozens of photos.

There among old gnarled trees and fallen logs, nothing green, while just opposite, a stone’s throw away there was lush green vegetation.

It was evident beyond any reasonable doubt why this is one of the Seven Wonders of the World.

If you have not been to Victoria Falls — Mosi oa Tunya, the Smoke that Thunders – then put that on your wish list for 2014.