“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

Day 10 – Monday 20th August

Woke up at 5am in severe pain: stomach cramps, nausea and dizziness.
We watched the sunrise (which wasn't that great due to the thick cloud hanging along the horizon) before housekeeping arrived with our morning tea at 7am. The next hour was magical despite me feeling horrendous - a warthog came and then the monkeys returned, stealing sugar from right in front of us and attempting to get into our tent by pulling open the side window mosquito netts which were attached with thick velcro! they had clearly done it many times before.
At 830am we really didn't want to leave and I was nervous about leaving the proximity of such a luxurious toilet for a 3 hour bump car ride! but we could not afford another night and could not ask Wilson to skip work either.
Caroline started her day with a full English, whilst I opted for sipping water continously in the hope of flushing out whatever bug I had picked up. We settled the bill, bought a few items from their gift shop and ventured down to find Wilson and the car.

I spent the drive back sleeping and praying I would not hurl in the back of the car, or worse... have to make a short call in the bushes.
On arrival back at the lodge around 12:30pm, I crawled into bed under 2 duvets where I stayed for the rest of the day and night, wretching, shivering, sipping water and sleeping.

Additions to sighting list;
Hadada Ibis
Ross's Turaco
Common Duiker

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