We spent a night at a campsite set among the fields of orange trees - it was like being back in the south of Spain! This was our first night's camping and Ruth and I made a good job of putting the tent up However, half the group upgraded to dorm beds instead! The campsite was being run by crazy South African guy who spent most of his time behind the bar and seemed to consume as much booze as he served! He named a shot after Ruth - amarula and jaegermeister. We...

Having arrived at Heathrow four hours early for my flight to Cape Town, I managed to secure a window seat for the twelve-hour trip so was very pleased. However, when I boarded, I was asked to switch so that another group could sit together and I ended up with a seat in the middle of the middle block with no TV, surrounded by screaming babies - I was not happy. The air stewards were uncharacteristically helpful and friendly which brightened up the journey. On the...