...a friend said this morning in an email. It certainly feels like a dream- we leave for the airport shortly!
We had a few beers last night, after busy day of buying last minute things and packing all our gear. Despite taking few clothes, our bags are stuffed, mainly due to sleeping bags, ground-mats, mossi-nets, repellents, and months of anti-malaria tablets.
My evil twin rang me this morning to wish me well, and asked if I was excited yet. Not really, but I am getting there, now the bags are packed and I'm dressed in my cargo pants and shirt, hiking-boots on and ready to go. But it was hard to get excited while queuing for 5 hours at the consul for visas, or bombing it up and down the M6, or catching up with my old mate Tom who I ain't seen for 6 months.
But now we're off-just hours until our flight.
The next post will be from Kenya.
Hmm, yep, feeling slightly excited I think.
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