Kenya. 25th - 26th June.

We faced another full day of travel that day, but luckily it was only about 10 hours on the road. When we reached our new campsite, it seemed like luxury. There was a shower, a western toilet, and a bar! Once again we built a bonfire, but this time for a more practical reason; to dry all our wet clothes. Quite a sight, everyone standing around holding out their knickers to dry! As expected, many a drink was bought at the bar and hence, a singsong around the campfire soon started! But as if the weather was waiting for us, as soon as we headed to bed it started raining, yet again. Our tents defences, weakened from the night before, gave away easily and once again we were flooded. So at one o'clock in the morning, several tents had given away, one even collapsing. Those of us who were forced out of our tents one way or another, set up small mountain tents while others climbed onto the bus for the night. Unfortunately, the tents were pitched near or even on an ant hill, and thus they were absolutely infested with them, which led to a very itchy nights sleep.

The next morning, because we were on safari, started extra early. But we didn't let that dampen our spirits, as we had a long eventful day of safari. Luckily for us, the rain only seemed interested at falling at night, so our sights for safari weren't ruined. We saw thousands, well hundreds at least, of buffalo, gazelle and zebras. We also were lucky enough to see monkeys, baboons, hyena, lions and a white rhino. Which as you may know are endangered and are rarely seen. But all that is good and well, but no day in Kenya would be complete without a bit of excitement. Many of us had been expecting it from the first moment on the bus, but we had been lulled into a false sense of security. But halfway during the day, luckily it was about lunchtime that the bus tipped onto a permanent 45degree angle. Thankfully, no one was standing up at the time because it could have been a lot worse. So there we all were, standing in the middle of a safari park, 43 miles to civilisation surrounded by buffalo, zebra and plenty of monkeys. We managed to find an army area, where they let us wait and have some lunch sitting beside some zebras.

When the bus got back on all four wheels, we headed off again, slightly more on the jumpy side. The slightest bumb in the road resulted in a sharp intake of breath and a lot of white knuckles gripping anything near. This was particularly noticeable when we started on a road up to a mountain viewpoint. Still shaking from the belief that we were going to topple down a cliff, we clambered off the bus to be met with the most amazing view. Before us lay miles of desert, green forests, and a lake tinged with pink flamingos. After plenty of pictures we were back on our way to the campsite for another wet night. Thankfully this time we were a bit more prepared.