Serian Fly Camp, Tanzania
At 3 am I was awoken by a thunderstorm and just before dawn rain was hammering on our tent but as if by magic it had all ended by the time we emerged from our tent at 6.15am. Breakfast was porridge (by special request) and toast - again mayonnaise appeared instead of butter but I knew better this time and it was quickly swopped for the butter in the cool box!
John had a place under his eye which was looked very red and swollen - big John diagnosed it as Nairobi ...