Early start for me as wanted to say bye to Will. Before he left he gave us a load if goodies and agreed to send some paintings back to toms house. So mum, your Xmas presents are on there way!!
Sad to say bye to Will, got on well with him.
Had time to quickly make use of the internet and write email home to a few people.
Caught the AXA bus to silima, very same bus we caught a week or so earlier. Then jumped in the back of a pickup which soon filled more than you could imagine full of locals and carries onward to senga bay. (70p, 20km)
Near half way into our new transportation method we passed a huge crowd of people surging across the road, we slowed right down and waited 200m from the people crossing the road, cries from a bereaved mother/wife could be heard at the front which needed no explanation of the occasion. Such respect from everyone.
Arriving in Senga bay was not what I had expected, although i'm not quite sure what I ha expected!?! Very quiet and ruff looking. No lake in sight...
As we jumped out if pickup a
Huge local chap who called himself giraffe (because he's the tallest in the whole of senga bay!!) escorted us to our lodge wilenga. He was obviously trying to sell us something and after he realised we weren't buying drugs since neither if us smoke he started telling us about the hippo pools tour.
We met lovely SA chap who showed us to our room. We were only ones there!!
Later that evening before it got dark we decided we would take giraffe up on his hippo tour and we set off. Was a long way and took over an hour o solid terrain to get to the swamps. We passes through some real traditional African fishing villages and saw all the men untangling there catches from the tiny no escape nets..
In terms of wildlife all we got as a reward for our long walk was a few grunts from across the swamp.. No hippos sighted. The way back was certainly interesting due to the cloud cover meaning total darkness.. It's the first time we had both felt vulnerable walking through these villages with giraffe muttering to other villagers in chetawa.. We walked right past his house which was not te sane way we walked as he wanted to tell his mother and sister in law he'd be late. Walked past a mass gathering of locals all singing as if in prayer, really amazing! They all stopped however as giraffe lead us straight through the middle of them. I felt guilty for ending there songs.
I was starving that night but suddenly lost all my appetite. bed early.