How many times have I thought of Dr. Livingstone, and that face must have been when, after traveling hundreds of miles in a bush-hued burnt by the sun and the silence broken by the cries of animals in the savannah,
she suddenly finds herself surrounded by the bright green of tropical forest and a noise that covers every item that is human or bestial. 
And how many times I have imagined her "emotional understatement by British doc when, sweating like a goat, with a mouth like sandpaper to the impalpable dust which penetrates everywhere, he finds himself soaking wet under a shower with fresh and micronized before him mountains of water which seem to fall into the bowels of the earth, creating clouds of steam going to obscure the sun. Well none of this has happened. Find out today (Wikipedia are great!) That the good David came to the falls there, as the first European and we have him this, alas, in November. Precisely in 1855. I've seen Victoria Falls last November: great, nothing to say but anything to do with the same in this time of year when, after the rainy season, the Zambezi has a maximum capacity of water.
Perhaps for this reason, our Dr. Livingstone has renamed the Victoria Falls, in honor of his patron and promoter Regina (with whom he also had some rust), replacing the name that the locals had always given to the monster water: Mosi Tunia or "the smoke that thunders." I am convinced that if he came here a few months ago he would have disposed of the understatement, given to a few local tree the name of Victoria (so she was happy) and left the name given by those who wanted more. 
Also because a front of a mile and a half to an average height of 130 meters, with a flow rate of water about 9000 cubic meters / sec. Of course you do that makes a nice smoke. Other than Queen Victoria! Every morning on my way to work, Joseph and I walk along the Main Road in the direction of the falls, which are about 9 km. by Livingstone, and every morning in front of him the spectacle of a giant cloud of steam, we speak of a column of water vapor with a height of 1500 meters, rising white and opalescent sky blue
. On Tuesday, camera and camcorder duly wrapped in plastic bags stuffed in the backpack of Shoprite in turn wrapped in my poncho staff from the equatorial jungle (or high water in Venice is more or less the same stuff when you consider moisture content), 
I went sightseeing at the falls. What can I say? I let the pictures speak. 
When I get more good also try to post the video so you hear the noise. The feeling of "mist" that is deposited on the skin, you can try putting your face over a pan of boiling water, as do the fumigations and then fast, put my face in the freezer. Let me know how it goes. 
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