After having spent Christmas in Livigstone with Father John, I continued the road with a stronger spirit. Cycling with a broken heart is not an easy job, but once I had crossed the legendary Zambezi River, in Kazungula, I could be sure that when I arrived at the zoo, there would be no more room for sorrow.
Read MoreWhen we think about Tanzania, the first thing that comes to mind are the wild animal poetic pictures walking through the immense Serengeti savannah during the annual migrations,
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