Guys, I smell a rat. Our yoomens are packing their fur into small boxes - are they leaving us again?
Don't even GO there, Shadow. It doesn't bear thinking about!
Aw no! See my quivering lip! What will I do without my mom?
Here we are on the eve of our long-awaited holiday in the UK. I intended to post a complete itinerary but I've run out of time! This morning we drive to Mwanza (160kms from the camp) where we catch a flight to Dar es Salaam. We sleep over in the city tomorrow night and early on Wednesday morning we catch the BA flight to Heathrow. From there we fly to Manchester where we'll be collected by a Kevin, a friend from the gold - mines in West Africa. We spend the night and next day at his home. On Friday we drive back to Manchester where we board a ferry to the Isle of Man.
At this time of the year, this island is home to the TT races which have been going for 105 years. I've never been and am quite looking forward to the week.
When we sail back to the UK a week later, we'll motor down to the Shires for a reunion with friends who were with us on the gold mines in West Africa as well. The next stop is London where we're spending three days. My sister who lived south of London for twelve years, left for Spain exactly one week ago!
We fly back to East Africa on 14th June. I pray you all stay safe and well until I return to blogging in Mid-June.
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