'Wild Africa' in the Hay Shed
Trip Start Sep 15, 2012
138Trip End May 01, 2013
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The Beach was humid but bearable, however the usual 'tarps up/tarps down' issue reared its head. There seems an inability to achieve a consensus - if tarps are down; people at the front swelter, tarps up; people at the back freeze their dangly bits off. A team approach has yet to be realised - until then, suggestions on a postcard to 'who-gives-a-flying.com'.
A horrendous drive ahead, long, dusty and humid. Jane asked Vikki if she wanted to put some music on and as she moved to search for her phone she was suddenly struck by the thought that she hadn't picked it up from the banda this morning, true to form it had been left there, and unfortunately when Alun called back to ask the manageress to search for it the phone didn't show!! It had been stolen in the early hours after we had left. Vikki was absolutely gutted.
Just to add to the enjoyment of the day Paula fell down the steps at the back of the truck at the lunch stop and hit the deck like a sack of....scraping the skin off her back and elbows. How Vikki laughed. Not really, Vikki ran to her rescue immediately and tried to hug it better whilst bemused African faces looked on! Paula felt sore and embarrassed. Insult was added to injury when some robbing bustard tried to charge $4 for a tube of Pringles and other overpriced sweaty food products resembling dog treats sold in a pet shop at the greasy truck stop. Vikki and the still bleeding Paula walked off in disgust and nicked some of Alun's bread rolls using the sympathy vote to great effect...
Longest journey today - 14 hours on the truck with not a lot to do and Vikki intermittently sad about the loss of her phone.
Eventually arrived at Iringa Farmhouse, put up the tent in super quick time and were soon fed with tasty chilli and rice whilst overhearing reviews of the steaming hot showers as we ate. Shortly after we were scrubbing our weary and stinky bodies in the warm water and letting the day wash away. We finished off the silky comfort trip sat on a hay bale in a toasty round hut sipping hot chocolate laced with 'Wild Africa' Amarula. Early to bed as we have another long day on the road tomorrow and we cross the long awaited border into Malawi....