‘Drip, drip, drip’ was the sound coming from inside my abode. Then a huge clap of thunder that rumbled the ground beneath my tent, followed by another, then another. Each closer than the last. I had always been scared of thunder and now I found myself alone in a tent in the early hours, surrounded… Continue Reading…
“Be very careful in the long grass’ said Hesbon, our tour guide from Kenya. I stumbled out the grass which was nearly as tall as me, to a truck full of laughing travellers. Covered in what I hoped was mud, I hauled myself back onto the truck, my dignity still intact. This was Zambia; Long… Continue Reading…
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