Sunday 8th

We spent the day relaxing at the beach. Relaxing/getting frustrated. I find laying on the beach the most boring thing to do ever. I read my book for an hour and a half, but it's about the history of terrorism since the 10th Century so there's only so much you can read before your brain turns to mush.

The highlight of my day was seeing Mike's sunburnt legs, which conveniently matched the colours of his Tshirt.


That afternoon we went swimming in Lake Tanganyika. I’ve heard rumours about crocs and hippos, but the waiter at the hotel said there were only a few, so we took our chances and went in. I always forget how nice it is to swim in fresh water. The waves were pretty big and kept going right over our heads but it didn't matter because fresh water doesn't hurt your eyes. It was really fun.

In the evening we walked down the beach to a great restaurant on stilts over the lake. I felt a bit nervous about the rickety, rotted wooden planks being the only thing between me and the crocodiles but they held out and we all survived.

A toast to Team Awesome! Don't worry Serge, it's just pineapple juice!

(All the good photos are by Karyn Makins)