“Cruisin in a safari bus. Last night at Luwawa Forest Lodge. Now at Mzuzu, headin for Karonga. Then south along Lake Malawi. All good, great people, yummy food.”

“This conference is being held at Kimbali Lodge. Madonna was here last thursday. She’d booked out the whole place for 2 weeks.”

“Have just landed in Lilongwe, Malawi. Now for International Permaculture Convergence…”

“In Nairobi airport awaiting flight to Doha then to Bahrain tonight. Airports are the ultimate source of BOREDOM. Give me some news from home. XOXO”

“I’ve just been robbed. A monkey stole 4 bananas from the kitchen.”

“In Nyeri near Mt Kenya, the food bowl of Nairobi. Amazingly beautiful, green, and finally some clean air. A welcome relief from Nairobi. Hakuna matata.”

“In Nairobi. All good. Use this number. SMS only. Should work all thru africa. Won’t put phone on roaming. Will find email soon. Text me back so I know u know.”

Nothing overly interesting. I messaged her back…

“got it. mum and dad were getting concerned / ready to kill you. hope all is well.”

Her reply:

“Never fear. Stayin in the flat one of the presidents security guards and the dude on the gate has an AK47. Hakuna matata.”

Just a quick update for those interested. We took Clee to the airport yesterday where she flew to Melbourne. Baggage was overweight by 17kgs. They let her leave Adelaide with it, but she had to get rid of it in Melbourne. Lucky she had some friends turn up, rather than throwing it all in the bin. No update since then, but she was due to arrive in Dubai (correct me if I’m wrong, Clee) at 10am their time / 4:30pm our time.