On the 17th I landed in Sydney to meet my old head-of-house/school chum Nick Stafford. The flight was easy as my fellow flyer was a South African grandmother who after a few (6) hours tierd of telling me about her aussie grandchildren and let me get some well earned sleep. I had craftily attempted to somehow dodge getting jet-lag by setting my watch to Sydney time well in advance, and was proud when I felt not a little bit sleepy on meeting Nick at the airport. T...

The following morning was hot. The coolness of the mountains was replaced by the heat of the plains. After braving a 'tribal shower' (the late night tribal toilet experience was bad enough) we packed up and headed off in the mini bus to a cheetah breeding centre where endangered species are bred under control and then released back into the National Park. This was interesting as it is almost impossible to see Cheetahs in the wild anymore (there are only a...

Wow, South Africa has been amazing! After a ten hour flight from London, during which I had to endure sharing my seat rather large Nigerian man who literally overflowed into my seat squashing me into the non-existent remaining space (He also tried to convert me into some strange form of Nigerian christianity but that's another story!), I finally arrived at Joburg airport. It was a little odd at first stepping out into the 30C morning heat in a thick jumper af...