Monday, 8th August

CHARLIE -

We wake up stupidly early to go on a game walk. The hot hungarian is there. My eye no longer looks like a red glob of shit so I take the opportunity to give her my details, after she expresses interest in reading our blog. She seems to respond well , but it is not until half an hour after we have left that I realise what I should have said is a) 'please give me your details' and b) 'let's go for a drink when we are both in Jo-burg on thurs night'.  The useless tardiness of this realisation niggles me vaguely for a while but then we bump into a giraffe standing resolutely in the road to demonstrate its superiority over the safari truck, which makes me forget all about it.  I didn't hear from her so I assume she isn't now following our blog, which is probably just as well given that I can't even remember her name.

JAMIE -

Two days of safari make one something of an expert and I have today come to the following conclusions:

a) leopards are bloody elusive and are probably a conspiratorially concocted fable designed by the park's workforce to lure one back for a second visit;

b) rhinos look fucking bad-ass;

c) furtively scanning the landscape for 8 hours really does take it out of you;

d) impala are everywhere (I have no guilt about eating one later for dinner);

e) giraffes look mental;

f) most other animals look quite nice.

I think we actually saw less today but the warmer, sunnier weather, together with our new level of expertise possibly made it the more enjoyable of the two days' drives and we felt satisfied upon returning for yet another superb meal. We actually went on this morning's walk by accident (we were supposed to go tomorrow), but it does mean we can lie in a little tomorrow (till 6:45am - ha!)

We have booked our hostel in Durban and are very much looking forward to a more urban, nightlifely stage of our holiday.