London 2012? This time for Africa!
Trip Start Jul 24, 2012
27Trip End Aug 19, 2012
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We decided to pay our dues at the back of the bus today (the African roads make it a sometimes hellish experience so we all rotate around to give everyone the chance of the luxury at the front) – and were sat with Liam and Matt
The first event that we had decided on was the ‘relay race’ which involved passing a bottle as quick as possible up and down the bus – we were competing side against side (two groups of two on each side). Now bear in mind we had Ariel sat right at the front of the bus on our side – with a free seat at the side of him, hence he was taking 2 peoples goes – now Ariel loves to sleep on the bus and in the most inexplicable contorted ways – so we just hoped he would stay awake long enough to complete the challenge. After a practise session – which we won – it was time for the race. 3-2-1 Go! We won! 3 points to everyone on our side – 2 to all the LOSERS!
Everyone was in the mood and pumped for another event and as we were on a particularly stretch of bumpy road we decided it was an ideal opportunity to hold the ‘Last man standing’ event
We pulled up in a small port town to board a ferry across a body of water that I’m still not sure the name of. We all grabbed some lunch while we waited for the ferry to arrive – a chip omelette!!! Divine!!! Cooked from a market stall and served in a small black plastic bag with a toothpick which acted as a fork – I smothered it in ketchup – it was the best lunch I’d had in ages! Made a change from stale bread and crisps at least. We all sat at the ‘terminal’ and got accosted by a drunk local who was asking everyone for money – he took a liking to Tom who was just sat laughing in his face. The ferry only took about 20 minutes, with banging music played the whole time – it even had a bar – cool
We stopped at a ‘supermarket’ which was the size of a papershop and had trolleys. My group had planned to make fajitas for our night of cooking but as we could find no chappatis or flat bread and were then told that we also couldn’t have meat under duress we agreed to make a vegetable curry as there wasn’t any other options. Mike, who is always eating and always has at least seconds – I don’t know where he puts it all – was mortified.
We arrived at the campsite which was a spare piece of land adjoined to a small sailing club and on the banks of Lake Victoria. Nice – the only trouble was, once again we struggled to get the truck through the gates. After quite a lot of manoeuvring Temba got us in and we set up the tents and Andrew and I went off to find some Wifi to get the blog up to date. We found a lovely little hotel that had a bar and we paid for two hours of Wifi which was relatively cheap and had a few beers as we watched the sun go down.
We had a delicious dinner back at camp of home-made chicken and beef burgers with guacamole, fried onions and salad then my group washed up. Some of the group retired to the bar but knowing that I was on cooking duty in the morning and that Andrew was designated fire-boy we got an early night.