The most wonderful day the entire time I've been in Ethiopia, that was today all over. We left our camp at about 10am in two mini vans and set off for the Blue Nile Falls. It took about an hour and a half to get there, in a van with a crazy Ethiopian driver.

Dave gave me the money to pay the admission out of our kitty and when we got there it was cheaper than we expected, which is quite rare for this country, which seems like everyone is out to rip you off and do a damn good job of it too.

A few people wanted to view the falls from the look out and the rest of us wanted to walk right down to the base. I was in the later group, so I gave Breda the entry receipt and went off with the local guide, we walked for about twenty minutes before we saw what was left of the falls, which are dammed by a hydroelectric plant. They were still quite pretty but nothing compared to their former splendour. We climbed down to the rocks around the falls and Guy, who had gone around the other way, was swimming in them. It was really hot so despite not having my swimmers, I decided to do the same and join him.

I had to clamber over the other side to get in, and I waded through the mud into the deeper water. I swam right out and under the falls, which despite being small, were really high, so the water was quite a force coming down on top of my head. David also decided to join me and Guy and swam right out under the falls.

After our swim, I climbed out dripping wet and went to join the others. Everyone else had found a good spot in the pools just before the falls join the river and flow straight off a cliff. Aaron, Guy and Yngvar were now swimming in these pools. Kat had already been in, and not to be outdone, I climbed down the narrow rock bridge, just before the cliff to join the boys. The pool I picked was right on the edge, but quite deep so I couldn't get washed over the edge.

I clambered up and began the climb back up, on the way back I bought a scarf from some locals who had set up a small shop in a hut. It always strikes me, that even in the remotest of places there is always someone selling souvenirs, so you can show people back home, you have been to the remotest of places, making them seem less remote.

On the way back Guy, Yngvar, Kat and I stopped to buy coffee with a small girl who had set up her own little café by the falls, she was really cute. We got back in the boat and crossed over the river and got back in the van with the crazy Ethiopian driver. We had taken our time swimming and were a bit late getting back, the driver consequentially drove like a bat out of hell all the way back to camp. This was on a dirt road, dodging cows, donkeys and people, who just seem to walk in the middle of the road here.

Once back at the camp, Dave sent me on another mission to find meat. Sharyn, David, Richard and I went out for a walk around the town. We had coffee and cake in a local shop and asked just about everyone we saw where we could find a butchers. People would point down the street and we would follow where they told us to go, but alas we did not find meat, at the end of the pointed finger each time. In the end we were asking and just following the finger pointing, not caring if we actually found meat. It was a really fun random way to explore the town. When we got back I told Dave the only meat we had found was live chicken and cow in a can, we had gone on the "Finger pointing tour of Bahir Dar" and come back empty handed.

As I had failed to find meat, we had a "nice" vegetarian dinner and a drink at the bar. We had a relatively early night and went off to bed in the tent.