Day Four – Hurried Preparations

I think I have everything. My bag weighs 15 kilos, well under the limit. I have my passport, checked that 19 times. And my tickets, I’ve checked that 18 times.

I have pants, socks, shorts, trousers, long johns, swimming costume, several entire kitchen suites, a horse shoe, fifteen litres of elephant faeces, a spoon, a snorkel, suntan lotion, after sun, sun conditioner, sun moisturiser, sun shampoo, sun glasses, a sun bed, my friend’s son, and a sombrero.

Day Three – The Last Night in England

I went to the Black Lion tonight. There were many hours of reminiscing, and me and Olivier didn’t leave until after midnight. My last ever evening with the spiritual landlord of the Black Lion – Richard. I’m sad about the loss of another stalwart of my late teens, but what can one do?

Packing is now the order of the day. Please text me anything I might have forgotten.