Zambia

[Jamie69]

Recently spent a few days in Zambia.

Lusaka. Club 101 is very good on weekends (non pros can be found here) after 12 but the Wednesday ladies night was only half full. Rhapsodys always had a few pros and has a band some nights, News Cafe was quiet, Times mainly guys watching soccer. O'Hagans in Woodlands (used to be in Manda Hill) again mainly men when I was there. This used to be good before the move.

Livingstone. Lots of action to be had in the following places all in or around the main street. Fairmont Hotel disco (only went on the weekend so not sure if this is open weekdays) Ayoba (especially upstairs) CC Sports cafe (more quiet) and East Point (opposite Fairmont but off the main road). Had a great time going between all of these places and lots of girls on offer.

Overall I had more fun in Livingstone than Lusaka at night, taxis have gone abit expensive these days than I recall from my last trip 4 years ago. Lusaka continues to develop rapidly, and I find the girls there very attractive and Zambians are very friendly and the country is safe. Its not really a top mongering African destination as in countries such as Uganda and Nairobi there are more women and better clubs but if you were to combine it with a trip to Victoria Falls and / or a safari it won't disappoint.

[Amha]

Which hotels are not girlfriendly and do I need to convert my monies into kwacha there?

Definitely NOT girl friendly are Protea Arcades, Southern Sun Ridgeway and the Intercontinental Hotel.

Stayeasy at Levi Junction is the most girl friendly of all the hotels in Lusaka. Also, the cheapest.

[Jacky1973]

Which hotels are not girlfriendly and do I need to convert my monies into kwacha there?

[DpCaptjr]

I will be in Zambia in June can you all tell me the bars to visit and a good frindy hotel that lets girls in.

[Jacky1973]

Going to be in Lusaka next week. Any nos which you can PM me? PS: Any hotels which are not girlfriendly?

Cheers,

[Jamie69]

I don't know why there is so much quiet and stillness here, unlike Zambia.

Zambia is full of activity and I am sure our Forum members are active there.

Please keep posting your experiences.

Ciao, Bice

Will be there in April so will feedback then.

[Bice711]

I don't know why there is so much quiet and stillness here, unlike Zambia.

Zambia is full of activity and I am sure our Forum members are active there.

Please keep posting your experiences.

Ciao, Bice

[Jiggydus]

Maybe I am not a typical member of this forum. When I do visit African countries I come as a tourist (yes. I am old enough to have 'retired'). I want to discover and explore these countries. I found that part of the beauty of these countries are the wonderful ladies there. But I have found the commercial aspect not very attractive. Too cold. Too mechanical. A few years ago I discovered that it is very possible to develop a real romantic relationship with a local beauty and have it last for a good time, three years in one of my cases.

My recent stay of four weeks in Zambia was no different. I met a young lady early on and we spent all four weeks traveling together. She introduced me to her family and opened other doors for me. All along it was clearly understood that there was no future to our relationship. Which of course does not mean desires in that direction were never present.

My sweetheart was a stunning African beauty: Tall, slim, long-legged, full-breasted, with a very round and very firm ass. A real model. Oh my. How she could turn heads wherever we appeared. I could see the envy in the faces of older white guys when we showed up in nice restaurants or bars, and even more interesting, the look of concern on the faces of their spouses. They were afraid their men might take an example from our appearance.

Although only a third my age, my sweetheart had all the necessary experience to make me deliriously happy at night (or afternoon, or morning, or whenever it came over us). But such is the beauty of a long-term relationship. As time wore on, we learned what pleased the other most, every day it was better than it was the day before.

As soon as she agreed to come traveling with me, and it was clear that we would spend at least three more weeks together, I sent her to a gynecologist for a complete examination. She came out absolutely clean. So she went on contraceptives, and for the rest of the time no more condoms. Which I find the biggest 'mood killers. '

On top of all this, my sweetheart had completed secondary education, was very smart and could carry on a great conversation. I was never, ever, bored.

Cost? I made a rough estimate of how much extra I had to pay (double occupancy rates, two meals, two tickets, the occasional new dress, etc.) and I think that it came about to a wash judging by the 'negotiated' rates I was quoted in Lusaka bars.

Later, I went on for another three weeks in Malawi. I will report on that in the Malawi forum.

Now I am looking forward to five weeks in Uganda in January / February 2013.

I will be back in Uganda in December and January and I have a trailer load of beauties awaiting my arrival. A bunch of twenty-something's and a few early 30's. Now I have to solidify my lodging arrangements and figure out my follow-on travel (Madagascar or Mombasa. Where would you go in January after Uganda?). I am going to Uganda after a short stopover in Nairobi since in the past, I have always gotten fucking tired after weeks in Kenya and Malawi.

[Goshawk]

Sorry. In my mind I am already on my next trip. Thus the mistake: Of course, the capital of Zambia is Lusaka.

Kampala will take me into her arms in January 2013.

[Goshawk]

Hi John. You ask where I found this treasure.

I spent my first morning in Zambia / Kampala strolling along Cairo Street, and then had lunch in a cafeteria there. While balancing my food tray and looking for a table, a couple of ladies gestured me to join them. All 40-something office workers who were just curious to talk with this Mzungu. We had a wonderful talk and when I mentioned that I would like to get to know (a) local family (ies) one lady immediately invited me to join her family for dinner that evening. I accepted and she even gave me the phone number of a taxi driver who would know how to get me to her place.

I showed up at her compound that evening with a bag full of presents for the lady and the kids that I was told to meet there. Her place was well out in the periphery of Lusaka, and upon arrival the power went out. Load Shedding! Well. I was introduced to several neighbor ladies and a lot of kids. Cooking went on in the yard like mad on several little charcoal braziers. By candle light. Beer flowed freely. I am sure that each of the ladies would have been able to drink me under the table. Serving started at about 7:30 and a few more people showed up. Among them this STUNNING beauty! I am sure that everybody there must have noticed the widening of my eyes! With some good-natured joking she was placed right next to me.

Oh. I sent out one of the boys twice with some money to get some more beer.

Near midnight, when it was time for me to get back to my hotel (StayEasy. Very nice and affordable. In the center of town) I offered this beauty a ride home. While in the taxi I asked her to meet me again next day. I knew that on this evening she had to be home! After that night I never slept by myself again while in Zambia.

[Member #4178]

My recent stay of four weeks in Zambia was no different. I met a young lady early on

Nice report. Where did you find here? Hope you will compare Malawi and Zambia as a complete destination.

I visited both but it was 6 years ago.

[Pete Benetar]

My recent stay of four weeks in Zambia was no different. I met a young lady early on and we spent all four weeks traveling together. She introduced me to her family and opened other doors for me. All along it was clearly understood that there was no future to our relationship. Which of course does not mean desires in that direction were never present.

On top of all this, my sweetheart had completed secondary education, was very smart and could carry on.

Later, I went on for another three weeks in Malawi. I will report on that in the Malawi forum.

Now I am looking forward to five weeks in Uganda in January / February 2013.

Nice report Goshawk. I tend to favor your M. O. As well!

I triple antibiose myself prophylactically so do not bother with gyn exams and got my tubes cut (after 4 kids at home) so don't worry too much about the procreative complications.

Best Hunting!

[Goshawk]

Maybe I am not a typical member of this forum. When I do visit African countries I come as a tourist (yes. I am old enough to have 'retired'). I want to discover and explore these countries. I found that part of the beauty of these countries are the wonderful ladies there. But I have found the commercial aspect not very attractive. Too cold. Too mechanical. A few years ago I discovered that it is very possible to develop a real romantic relationship with a local beauty and have it last for a good time, three years in one of my cases.

My recent stay of four weeks in Zambia was no different. I met a young lady early on and we spent all four weeks traveling together. She introduced me to her family and opened other doors for me. All along it was clearly understood that there was no future to our relationship. Which of course does not mean desires in that direction were never present.

My sweetheart was a stunning African beauty: Tall, slim, long-legged, full-breasted, with a very round and very firm ass. A real model. Oh my. How she could turn heads wherever we appeared. I could see the envy in the faces of older white guys when we showed up in nice restaurants or bars, and even more interesting, the look of concern on the faces of their spouses. They were afraid their men might take an example from our appearance.

Although only a third my age, my sweetheart had all the necessary experience to make me deliriously happy at night (or afternoon, or morning, or whenever it came over us). But such is the beauty of a long-term relationship. As time wore on, we learned what pleased the other most, every day it was better than it was the day before.

As soon as she agreed to come traveling with me, and it was clear that we would spend at least three more weeks together, I sent her to a gynecologist for a complete examination. She came out absolutely clean. So she went on contraceptives, and for the rest of the time no more condoms. Which I find the biggest 'mood killers. '

On top of all this, my sweetheart had completed secondary education, was very smart and could carry on a great conversation. I was never, ever, bored.

Cost? I made a rough estimate of how much extra I had to pay (double occupancy rates, two meals, two tickets, the occasional new dress, etc.) and I think that it came about to a wash judging by the 'negotiated' rates I was quoted in Lusaka bars.

Later, I went on for another three weeks in Malawi. I will report on that in the Malawi forum.

Now I am looking forward to five weeks in Uganda in January / February 2013.

[Bogknib]

My fellow mongerers!

I have now relocated to Zambia and am building up a portfolio of beautiful sexy young ladies to share with my fellow sex-lovers! Inbox me any time if you are in Zambia or Malawi and let me help you get started! Lusaka, Kitwe and Livingstone in Zambia as well as Lilongwe and Blantyre in Malawi!

I get nothing in return for my referrals in a financial sense BUT I get free sex from my grateful friends!

Adam

[Kurechan]

Ok boys I waited long enough to report on my recent trip to Lusaka. I lived in Kenya for four years and thought I learned all I needed to know about level headed mongering. I guess not. I always forget how much of a drunken piece of shit I can become.

Arrived in Lusaka after a long airline trip about 5 in the afternoon. I arrived at my hotel near the Holliday Inn. I arranged for a taxi to drive me around town so that I could get orientated to the city

After driving around and seeing the city I asked the driver to let me off at the Holliday Inn. As I drank some moshie I noted some ladies hanging out at the bar. None looked that good and all looked a little rough around the edges.

After a few beers I got into another taxi toward Alpha bar. The taxie was only 10, 000 Kwatcha from the Inn to Alpha. I arrived at 10:00 and the bar was dead. By 12:30 the place was packed. Many Many Many young and hot looking ladies. The biggest difference between a bar in Nairobi and Lusaka is that the ladies are not anywhere as aggressive.

I started drinking really heavy and talking to some chick. I ran out of money and went back to my hotel about 2:00 to get more money. I came back to alpha and started drinking even harder. THIS WAS A BIG MISTAKE.

This is where I was approached by two women. The one was an Indian and the other was a Zambian. Both turned out to be a complete nightmare the next morning. They most have spotted the sloppiest drunk in the bar.

After much talking to them about what I want to do to them. I ended up getting into a taxi and going to their flat someplace in Lusaka. ANOTHER MISTAKE. We ended up fuckiing all night and also added their house girl into the mix. The next morning I was woke up standing over the pisser trying to [CodeWord140] with the condom still attached to my dick.

I had a real hard time even remembering what the fuck I did with these ladies. All I know is I woke up next to the house girl and the other two were in the next room sleeping. After getting my thoughts back together I got dressed and tried to leave however one of the ladies put a lock on the front rebar gate door thus baring my exit.

I went back into the room where the house girl was and she asked for some money. Ok not a problem. I gave her 300, 000 Kwatcha (60 bucks) and I thought that would suffice for everyone. I was wrong.

This sufficed for the house girl only but now the Indian woke up and she was a ****. She wanted 200 dollars for her and her friend. I then stated no she is not going to get 200 and that I gave her house hand all my money. She stated to bad that she was not going to open the door until I manifested some money. During this I was looking at my situation and my environment. All the windows were bared and the door had a rebar cage around it (quite Norman in Africa). I knew that I was not able to kick the door open or squeeze my fat ass out a window. I thought about cold cocking the ladies and taking the keys. But I thought that this would be a huge fight and all the neighbors would be running to help the ladies out. So I did the next best thing. I lied. I told the Indian (who was the ring leader of this opportunity) that I could get her more money if I could just go back to my hotel 'Lusaka hotel' to get my money card. The Indian was real skeptical about this but as time continued and I showed her that I in fact did not have any more money she finally gave in.

As she was getting dressed I continued to walk around the flat. I found myself back in the bedroom and stumbled upon the 300, 000 kwatcha that the house girls stashed away. I thought fuck her and the rest. They were trying to steal money from me so I am going to steel the money back from them. I re pocked the money in my socks and left with the Indian * to my so called hotel. This Indian was like a fly on shit. I did not know what I was going to do but felt liberated to be out of that fucking apartment. I was thinking about rolling out of the taxie on the way to the hotel. We got down to Lusaka Hotel and I pretended to walk in the front door but the Indian was right behind me. I did not want a seen so I told her that I had my ATM card and that we could go to the Barclays across the street. At this she was pressuring me for the 200 dollars and I was thinking no fucking way am I paying this **** anything more than 300, 000 (which is way to much). I took out the money and gave it to her and she was still persistent.

At this point I was considering jacking her in the head to be done with it. So I kept walking and she followed. I crossed the street and guess who comes walking around the corner? The house girl I took the money from. She started asking me and the other girl if we took the money from her. I was like 'money what's money'. The two girls argured for a while and the Indian finaly came to my defense stating that I could not have stolen the money and that she must have put it in the wrong place.

Finally the ordeal was over and they left and I went back to my hotel not anywhere close to Lusaka Hotel.

It was not a big deal and my only problem is that drinking is my worst enemy. I hope I did not bore you all. I can't forget that It is not a good idea to get [CodeWord140] durk in Africa surrounded by ladies.

Peace,

Mazungu

Wow! This is an old posting but it makes an exciting read.