As we approached the end of our trip, misfortune found a way to catch up with us, leaving us without our luggage when we arrived at Livingstone. Luckily, we had our most valuable and vital possessions on us, including a 20 lbs wooden hippo. The modern airport terminal and colorful welcome at Zambezi Sun reminded us that we were back in tourist country. Although the hotel was packed with conference attendees, we were pleased with the easy access to nearby Victoria Falls. After enjoying high tea at the fancier sister hotel next door, we took the photographic trail for our first view of the falls, known to locals as Mosi-oa-Tunya or “the smoke that thunders.” We returned later that evening to see the lunar rainbow that is created by the light of a full moon – a phenomenon rarely seen elsewhere on the planet. On Tuesday, we were relieved to find our luggage back in our possession – kudos to Proflight who handled the whole debacle with grace and efficiency. We returned to Victoria Falls the next day to explore the other hiking trails, then blew the remainder of our cash on a variety of souvenirs. We left ourselves just enough kwachas for a cab into town for goat and beef stews and peri peri croc bites at Cafe Zambezi. By the time we returned to the hotel, the evening entertainment was kicking as we sat by the pool with zebras grazing next to us – an interesting last night in Africa. Our return flight included a layover in Jo’burg, where we watched episodes of Nikita over chips and malva pudding. Back in San Francisco, we were relieved that our car did not get towed, and celebrated with dim sum on the way home. For me, our 3 week adventure in Africa was a much-needed break to celebrate graduation from fellowship, passing my boards, and most importantly, being back with my wife again. And while we were sad to say goodbye to Africa, it was a great feeling not having to say goodbye to each other.