Wednesday, 19 September 2007
Too hot in the hot-tub. Making me sweat.
In Dar, waiting to leave truck for the final time. It is ROASTING, and we have to cover up, so am dressed in trousers, vest-top, and wrap covering neck to hands. Apparently ferry is really rough too. Rock on arriving at the beach, I am GAGGING for a shower. 2 more hours of lugging 20kg rucksack, camerabag and daypack. Arrrrrgh. No-one is allowed to call me high-maintenance ever again.
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Rub-a-dub in the hot tub. Gonna make me wet.
So let me get this straight,
You went out with some sob story that you'll be in the middle of nowhere, no shower, living in a tent, fending for yourself. Girl in the wild.
And then here you are, Pina Colada's and beer for a couple of weeks, sunny weather, hotels, pool table, beach! ...
Expecting sympathy when (if) you get back?
I have to agree not a single mention of igniting excretion.
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