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Argh, freak out . . .
6.30 up, brekkie, in the van for the final game ride through amboseli.. More ellie pants and saw a few jackles.
We continued on a dirt road passing locals herding their goats in a vast open land.
At the border, we got our visas for tanzania and popped onto a new bus to arusha. From arusha to moshi on a different bus where I was dropped at springlands hotel. Only to find the booking had been mixed up and I had to share with a male called stephan, a very enthusiastic question person.
I grabbed a shower and headed to the meeting at 5 where I met my new adopted canadian family. Mama and papa (judy and roy), judy and bruce, the honeymooners( rox and shermin), and of course our german spy(stephan, our german spy, orginally from germany now living in south hampton). Oh and don't forget me, somehow can't remeber where on the trip I was to be known as vampire.
It was a matter of food, pack and then bed which musta been just after midnight. I believe the packing took so long as stephan was in utter amazement of my unpreparedness and lack of gear to do the trek. He was freaking out for me about my sleeping bag being a summer one, not having suffiencient gloves, I had fayes donated h&m mittens, with it being up to minus 20 at the top I did see his point but I was worried. Also with it being hot at the beginning of the climb stephan also freaked that I only had factor 6 and no sun cap. So I told stephan to just worry about himself, I'm a big girl and I borrowed the notes of the trip and read them, which I shoulda done before I left, to see what the five days of mt kil had in store for me, maybe I should be concerned about my lack of equipment but I never gave this part of my trip any thought, or any of it really, all just a quick brief a week before when I pieced it altogether and got it booked..xx
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