Next stop – Nairobbery…on the road aga

Trip Start Jul 24, 2012
Trip End Aug 19, 2012

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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Well, it is that time again, we have committed to reinventing the travel blog for our next big journey. In the last 15 months since we returned back home we have grown up a bit more, got married, got proper jobs, committed to trying to pay our mortgage off early etc, etc, etc. You get the picture, not what we originally thought would be the plan – but hey, sometimes you just can't help but get sucked in to the rat race of life again, especially when you have a mortgage!

We have however continued to get out and about (a promise we made to ourselves when we were on our big trip), we went to the Outer Hebrides camping for our honeymoon – with the ultimate accessory – a borrowed dog, we have been to the pyramids (which were on our list as the only remaining ancient wonder of the world – SMASH!!!), temples of Luxor, Wadi Rum desert and the lost city of Petra, another wonder which was awesome. We go camping to the lakes about every other weekend flexing the legs up the odd mountain.

This time we were off to East Africa on a 26 night overland tour with Absolute Africa.  The Simba Sounds trip seemed to take in all the game parks that we wanted to see and most importantly a dream come true trek with the Mountain Gorillas of Parc National des Volcans in Rwanda.

Erica edit: Well, this time the packing was a more organised affair – yes we actually started it prior to the penultimate day before lift-off.  We had taken the 'pre safari’ literature as gospel and togged ourselves up in head to foot shades of beige – not to be confused with the soft porn trilogy that is sweeping the globe – far from that.  Nope, we looked like Steve Irwin / Ray Mears wannabes – but not in a good way – obviously.  We had also made sure that any mosquito that came within a hundred yards of us and fancied a bite of the action was going be well and truly deterred.  Along with the Deet 100 which melted the shampoo bottle on our last trip (so god only knows what it might do to skin), super strength mosquito coils and treatment for all our clothes (I bought a Craghopper deet repelled shirt BNWT 5 off ebay – Andrew was most upset) – we also bought ankle and wrist bands that apparently create a ‘halo’ of protection against the evil critters – they cost a bloody fortune but Amazon was full of good reviews so that sold Andrew – the she pee was also packed, 6 books, the walking boots washed in the sink as we have had the outside tap temporarily removed – nice - his and hers thermals, couple of travel towels, enough baby wipes to bathe an entire nursery, passports, cash (USD that were dated after 2006 and that were press perfect – memories of Burma reared their ugly head, and we were good to go.  We had also taken the usual precautions in terms of security (heading to Nairobi – also known as Nairobbery we thought this wise) – I had an under arm wallet that went around my neck and Andrew so expertly donned a waist wallet under his clothes, again in shades of beige – god help if we get a tan – we’re going to be screwed.

Well Erica finished work at 1pm, and arrived home laden with wine (presents from school) – nice to come back home to in a month’s time, by 2pm we were at the airport (kindly dropped off by my mum and dad) and caught a flight to Heathrow on the busiest day in UK airport history.  We have passed on our tickets for the Olympics (sob). Oddly the airport in London didn’t seem that busy, and we had to wait for about 3 hours before our night flight to Nairobi was scheduled to depart. We did partake in the odd cheeky one in the bar – it would have been rude not to).  As always, cheap skates, we are flying Air Kenya and not expecting too much. By the time we left it was after 8pm and as soon as light fell we were able to eat (it is Ramadan), the in flight entertainment seemed to be broken which was frustrating so I had a sleeping tablet and a few G&T’s and red wines to try and put me out, the results weren’t as good as hoped but we managed to get a bit of sleep and a free blanket. Erica edit – Andrew uses the term ‘free’ very loosely here, in fact it was stolen and planted in my bag without my knowledge just in case it was discovered – Andrew later assured me that African women’s jails were much more civilised than the men’s.   Okay that’s fine then – bring on the crack cocaine – I rather fancy a change of career to a drugs mule!
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