I made extra sure to say white rabbit, white rabbit, white rabbit this morning: I didn't want to risk any bad luck when I was flying high above Victoria Falls in my Micro light!

The man arrived at 7.40am to collect me, with a man from Philadelphia in the van already - he was on his last day but wanted to squeeze in the ride before he left. I paid for the flight with my credit card, which says 'Miss Philippa J Smith' as you'd expect, but the cashier said 'ah, Daddy's card?' I was quick to correct him and assure it was my money paying for the flight!

I struggled into the jumpsuit, I'm not sure it's made for those over six foot - not too sure how the lads would manage in such a tight squeeze.

As I wasn't able to take my camera up I was forced to pay the $20 for the photos, worth it, but they didn't have them ready when I left and so promised to deliver them to the awful Grubby's where we were staying. They didn't. Luckily some of the girls on the truck went on the flight too, so they picked up the disk for me.

Whilst I wasn't too scared when up in the air, the minute he said 'you take control' and told me to hold the bar, my panic set in and I swiftly returned the controls!