It was a long old days driving today, I cannot believe how the weather can change so much in this country from being very hot to pouring down with rain. Its very intreresting this country, one of the least tarnished in terms of its habitat and parks. Comprised mainly of scrub land and desert Botswana has a small population in comparison to the size of the mass of the land. Again during the drive we saw an array of animals just meandering down the road goodness only knows who owned them but hey they all seemed quite happy.

So we arrived at our campsite in Maun and it was puring down, there was the opportunity of upgrading but being the ever hardened backpacker I decided to brave the elements and pitch the tent with all manner of insects buzzing around my head. However once the tent was pitched it stopped raining hooray!!. Luckily for us we did not have to cook that evening and after some good food and some massive beetles flying around our heads enough to test even the toughest of outdoor enthusiasts we went to bed as the next day was yet another early start.

If I was being perfectly honest with you I was a little apprehensive about the following two days bush camping........ well it was not true bush camping as we had all the equipment ie saucepans and plenty of food to take with us so all was well. We hopped onto the truck and it drove us for approximately one and a half hours to the delta. During the whole time there were small children running along the street waving at us and there were several groups of traditional huts, all vario\ng in size and quality you know there were some that would have been equvilant to a ferrari and some a fiat uno or something you know. All about three meteres in diameter and made with clay etc, some even put cans and bottle tops on the outside... for what purpose i am still not sure.

So we sarrived at the delta and eachgot in a mokoro whihc is like a canoe made out of the bark of a sausage tree, of course some of themhave fibre glass now but Kirsty and I had the real McCoy all be it the top of the boat was approximately one cm from the water but hey its all a good experience. The mokoro ride was approximately an hour or so long and our poler T-Man was telling us a little about his way of life it was very interesting.

Luckily nobody fell in the water on the way in, we set up camp and kicked back for the rest of the afternoon it was so hot. The next few days were brilliant, we went on a few walks to view some game, sat round the camp fire and went in the mokoros to the hippo pool. I was ok with this as long as we kept our distance but gosh can hippos move fast and them there jaws are massive, put it this way i didnt try to stick my head in tis mouth thats for sure.

I mastered the art of bush peeing to , my kidneys were but a bit bashful initially but you cant not pee for two days eh!! I also learnt a bit of botswanan lingo from bollie they are all very keen to learn english so it was cool sitting there with them teaching them some english words.

We saw a fair few animals while we were there including elephant, giraffe, lots of zebra and birds. Again I successfully managed to keep the mozzies at bay so all was well too. I was quite sad when we had to leave, it was a hot morning too. After the girls had had a go at poling themselves they had a go at bringing the mokoros in, Catherine fell in it was so funny, ah well at least she cooled off a bit eh. Luckily their belongings didnt follow them in.

It was really good staying in the bush for a few nights and the opportunit yto get to speak to the polers was cool too. I would definitely recommend you do it if you are ever in the area it was great!!!