Just to add

Lying in a real, proper bed, at 8.30pm. Had mushroom soup and penne carbonara for dinner... With Tusker. There are a group of Dutch travellers also doing an overland, they beat us to every site and they are as pesky as Germans for nicking the best spots - like by the fireplace in the bar.

Up at 5am to drive to Nakuru national park, really looking forward to seeing the flamingos - over 2 million of them, apparently. Then back to the market to get food for dinner. Leo (chef) has definitely taken a shine to Kat and Mel, the 21 year olds who I share camp duties with, so he didn't let us help to prepare dinner OR to wash up. Re-sult-ah.

I must say more about trip-mates soon, as I'm getting to know people much better and have neglected to describe them adequately.

This farm we're on has cows for milking, grows crop in 90acres, and is a stud for race horses. They also grow beautiful flowers which are sold in Sainsburys, of all places. I'd recommend it highly, and would definitely return.

Goodnight,

X

Ps: Tessa, you told me not to meet a Kenyan and never return: I'll keep you posted!