Tuesday 4 February 2014

When in Maun, you find yourself asking questions you never thought you'd ever, ever ask, like... 

Why do I have raw fillet and a bottle of gin in my handbag?

Why is that donkey eating that laundry? 

Why am I doing sherry giraffe shots off the ground on a Monday evening? I am not a giraffe. And I do NOT like sherry. And it is a MONDAY.

Why are there goats in this coffee shop?
 
Seriously. This place is mad. I love it.  

Oh, and also, do you know what a solifuge is? No? Neither did I. Just... don't try be cool and catch one. Yeah. Terrible life choice.

And another thing... khaki fever. It's a real thing, and it is RAMPANT here in Maun. Like men in khaki? Get yourself up here. Amen
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