Red bananas

Just stopped to buy some red bananas. Spent today - after getting up at 5am - driving round the Ngorogoro craterin 4x4s, super-dusty but great fun. In my car were Liz, Neil, Keith and Suze - aka Trouble, Saint, Glamour-boy and TB. They are all so funny and enthusiastic about everything, real optimists, and Neil does priceless impressions which I cannot do justice to in this medium. Keith is remarkably accident-prone for someone who saves lives for a living (and I mean the cardiac response half of his life, not photographing nekkid laydees), so we ran a book on how many times he'd injure himself on the drive. 7. SEVEN. I guessed 4. Still have to be nice to him, as he has a stash of vanilla capuccino sachet things, and he hammers in my tent pegs (and that's not a euphemism, filth-mongerers).

The crater is 600m deep and is something like 26km across, so pretty mahussive. We saw tons of lions and loads of the more common things, but still no leopard. It was our last game drive of the trip, so I feel a bit bad for the people that haven't seen them before. Tonight, we're off to the camp site at the snake park in Arusha, and walking round a Masai village in the morning. It was cold last night, first night of zipping up the sleeping bag, I was so nice and toastie, had to be shoe-horned out of bed this morning.

My USB-to-cigarette-lighter charger broke, and Blackberry is one the verge of running out of juice. I want to write loads, but will save that for later, and I've charged this baby on Christines laptop. Bloody technology.

Hope all is happy

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