Why I am going grey

The previous 24 hours in Johannesburg were for sure the most stressful of the trip. This included fleeing from the accommodation we had booked through a desperate section of the city with maybe 10 minutes to spare before daylight disappeared. We were quite rattled. We booked into a hotel at the airport, clicked on our Wifi and discovered Trump had banned non Americans from flying into the US for 30 days. Tired and rattled we couldn’t figure out what to do. We were worried about getting stuck (in Johannesburg), and getting sick. One option we seriously considered was ending the trip and going home. We knew Europeans could still get out through Heathrow, so we reasoned it would be overrun with travellers. This makes it the definition of a hot zone. We enquired about switching tickets but found we could easily get out of South Africa. We could not so easily get out of London. If we just stuck to our original booking, we would fly through the hot zone. We land in London and then take off for Vancouver. The option we chose was to go to Botswana and carry on with the trip. We are now on in a remote tented camp on the Okavango Delta. It is hot here and far away from people. To get here we took a small plane from Johannesburg to Maun. Now came the surprise. To get to the camp we had to get into a bush plane and fly to a tiny landing strip. I am glad I didn’t know this was coming until I crawled into this inky winky plane. One more surprise. They took our temperatures as we arrived in Botswana. We came in the midday heat and I could barely stand it. We were both normal, but I couldn’t help wonder what would have happened had we had a fever.

Last night nature treated us to a huge electrical storm. It came up as we were in this little Jeep looking for wildlife. Now golfers know that lightening is attracted to moving objects on a flat surface. This is like a golf course except it is a very rough ride. You are out in the open, riding around in a little cart and an easy pick off for the fork lightening coming down everywhere. The good news is I am still writing this blog.