Paradise Found

Kembo private camp, Lake Nakuru. House-buddy, formerly known as Tent Buddy is sipping a hazelnut cappucino. We have upgraded for 2 nights - at the absolute steal of 15USD a night - to a beautiful 2-bedroom house... With 2 bathrooms and a big lounge AND a verandah, and fresh roses both in the rooms and our garden. I realise I'm sounding a little overly ecstatic, but it poured and poured with rain last night, tent leaked, and there were hippos outside so no ability to pee, AND I'd taken the opportunity to have 2 Tuskers and a glass of wine, so was sleeping with legs crossed listening to water soaking through the fly-sheet! Enough detail of that nature. Our other house-mate is Keith. After we got the keys, I turned to him, and said "we can have people over to our house for drinks after dinner"... He said "I bet you never expected to say that to me!" Very true. He has spilt limited beans on the glamour work, just the joys of the airbrush, I feel there is a lot more distance on this one!

Going for farm walk at 4pm, then hitting the bar, bigtime. They sell Tusker t-shirts, and as I am now an afficionado, I might just have to get one. The elephant on the label looks very happy, if a little hammered.

Went back to Nakuru town this morning for a little food shopping, and supplies. I am BEYOND sick and tired of the hecklers, and apparently Tanzania is worse. I've taken to wearing sunglasses and hat pulled low, zipping my top up to chin-level, keeping hands slung in pockets and avoiding any eye-contact, Kate Ingonito. Seems to work. Might try that making-self-invisible approach when late for work in future ;)

Hope England is happy - I weakened and checked Google News UK this morning... Bad! Bad girl!

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