We left Chobe to cross the border at Kasangula. The guidebook says to allow at least 2 hours for this border crossing. I recently read a description of French bureaucracy as being like a good workout, you emerge tired and aching but satisfied!
To describe an African border crossing is hard, its chaotic, frustrating, illogical and time consuming. Leaving Botswana we got our passports stamped and submitted all the car paperwork to be checked and stamped. Then we went to find the ferry, we passed mikes of lorries queuing to make the crossing, there didn't seem to be a queue of cars so we drove on and boarded the ferry. There were two ferries working, ours had a small lorry and our two cars as well as foot passengers.
Then the fun began. While on the ferry we inadvertently hired a guy to help with the paperwork on the Zambian side. Passports stamped, we needed kwacha, local insurance, carbon tax as well as import permits. For each of these you queue get paperwork stamped, join another queue to pay and then go back to have it all stamped again.
The drive to our hotel in Livingstone was short fortunately!
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