So what do you do when you discover you've been robbed whilst on your travels?
It's
 a horrid feeling. For me, it's one of the ultimate violations of my 
privacy and my heckles are up just thinking about it. I landed in 
Livingstone from London via Jo'burg and immediately we went out to see 
the spectacle that is Vic Falls. It was only later back at the lodge 
that I discovered my bag had been broken into - my guess, this happened 
when transiting through Jo'burg airport. We'd flown South African 
Airlines and unfortunately their airport staff and baggage handlers have
 a terrible reputation for theft. I've heard countless stories where 
they unashamedly whip your things right from under your nose even whilst
 you're checking in!
This time it was just £100 worth
 of clothes pinched from my main hold luggage. I'd purposely used an old
 holdall roughed up from my time in Tanzania, the Sahara and Marrakech 
and the padlock was nothing special. Maybe I should have done without 
the padlock! I guess they thought we can break this easily so it's worth
 a shot... 
Before leaving Zambia and 
heading across to Botswana, I went to the local police station in 
Livingstone and eventually got an interview with one of the staff and 
they made out a police report for me to use in my insurance claim when I
 returned home. Be patient, everything in Africa takes ages. I was there
 a good couple of hours just for some words on a piece of paper and a 
signature.
Unfortunately, weeks later, I woke up the 
morning after the deadline date for making my claim, remembered I still 
hadn't done it and lost my chance!
The situation 
could have been a whole lot worse, but I never carry important documents
 in my hold luggage. In fact, important docs are carried on my person 
and camera equipment in my back pack. I'm that careful. 
Check
 out my next post where my carefulness lapsed and cost me, but once 
again I got away relatively lightly, this time in Dublin.
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