Damn. Seven weeks I’ve been in Victoria Falls, and today I finally fly outta here on gilded wings of Chinese-made goodness. Lovely! *
Only I’m not coming home – straight to Kariba; a weekend of extreme drunken debauchery beckons, then I hit the road home at some point on Sunday. Despite all the whining I have enjoyed my stay in Sodom, but some places in this world are just for visiting. For a weekend or so.
Dodge City ain’t big enough for the both of us, Wyatt. So I’m leaving. **
I know, it sucks to be me, right?
* Strange rumours of a grounded plane at the airport – cross fingers
** I watched a western last night; forgive me.