You know it’s time to go when.......
• a stray tourist walks through the market displaying two lily white knees and you brand them a brazen hussy.
• the little old man begging at the end of the road starts to give you food.
• you start to miss the giant cockroach that lives behind the bookcase.
• you have recurring fantasy dreams about gravy and cheese.
• you prefer using a pit latrine to a flushing loo (maybe I could dig a hole at the end of the garden).
• little black things crawling around in my porridge oats seems quite normal.
• you start to question whether warm showers, washing machines and 24 hour electricity is reality or just a myth.
Looking forward to home comforts but I will be returning with many happy memories.
Visiting Kaur in wild African colours
Sainey's family and new house
Fellow passengers waiting for the ferry
A typical river scene
Pounding breakfast
The college football team apparently I was there honourary manager.
June's last tip - Boil porridge thoroughly to ensure little black things are soft not crunchy.