Packed up and off before sunrise. Stopped after a few hours at the intersection with the Northern road to drop off Richard (to continue his cycling) and Peter (to continue hitching), both heading towards Malawi.
At the border I was informed that I needed to have my receipt to use the second entry of my double entry Zimbabwe visa - which is long gone (I don't think I was even told to keep it and it definitely didn't say on the receipt). Luckily I managed to bluster my way through without having to pay another $30 for a new visa.
Stopped in Mutare. Changed my leftover Botswanan Pula to Zimbabwean dollars (no idea what I was thinking with so much Pula left - over $200 worth). Dean, Brett, Darrell, Claudia, and I had a nice lunch (cheap - yea Zimbabwe!), did some grocery shopping, and dropped off Claudia at the train station (she's heading for Harare - we'll probably meet her again when we get there). So many good-byes in one day is kind of sad.
Drove another couple hundred kilometers (including an extra seventy for missing a turn) to Chimanimani. The car died just after sunset - the entire electrical system dead. Up in the mountains (about five thousand feet) it's getting cold and none of us are looking forward to camping here. Fortunately it only took about half an hour to find the problem - the primary circuit cutoff switch - and fix it (at least temporarily). An hour later we got to the lodge. It's getting really cold out now. Spent an hour sitting in front of the fire trying to work out my travel plans. Dean's managed to arrange a couple more months to spend in Africa and since I've only got ten weeks left we'll probably part ways in Harare, (or maybe Lake Malawi if our timing on Madagascar works out right).
