Day 357: The Hard Slog
23.12.09: Any time frame you are given in Africa, remember to add a few hours, or even days. Matt and I got up at 6am, just in time to jump…
Day 356: The Special Bus
22.12.09: Groan. T.I.A. strikes again! The bus we're on is equipped to ferry disabled schoolchildren around in Japan. It is not in any way shape or form designed to survive…
Day 355: Mr Stanley, I Presume
21.12.09: Woke up on the bus, which had come to a halt sometime earlier in downtown Nairobbery. It was 5am as I staggered into a taxi and asked the driver…
Day 354: Business As Usual
20.12.09: You know when somebody says that something was a breath of fresh air, I can't describe how apt that saying is when it comes to Rwanda. It is there…