The ferry at Kazungula is a very special place. Four African countries meet here and two rivers run together. The ferry crossing is quite a mind-boggling affair. Trucks line up in a long cue up to the rivers edge. Luckily, with our tiny vehicle we get to move past everyone. All around us all possible trades: women and men alike running around with jerry cans, big plastic duffel bags selling and buying last minute things; others wait sitting on top of their luggage, full of DVD players and other goods which are hard to get on the other side of the river. Once the ferry docks in, things go pretty fast.