After a forty minute delay we flew out of Kilimanjaro on Tuesday evening. Rob’s comfort on the flight was only slightly impaired by a strange little lady sitting behind him who was more restless than any toddler I have yet to come across (and remember I am the mother of Joe and Ellie). Obviously Rob coped with the regular disturbances in his usual stoic, non-complaining manner.
Arriving in Zanzibar we were met by Africa’s own Ayrton Senna who proceeded to try to make up for our forty minute flight delay on a forty five minute transfer.
He seemed totally unfazed by people, other vehicles, livestock or roadworks on the road and drove at a consistent (very fast) speed throughout the treacherous journey. My heart rate went higher than it had at any point on the Kilimanjaro climb and even Rob, who is usually calm in the face of excess speed showed clear signs of evident relief when we were deposited safely at Seles Bungalows.
Both of us were too tired to explore when we arrived as it was about 10.30pm and since arriving in Africa, about 8.30pm has become our self governed curfew.
After a restful night’s sleep in our, ‘Princess and the Pea’ like bed we awoke to our own perfect paradise.
Although our room is compact and quite basic consisting of a bed, bathroom and bookshelf we have had no use for anything else as all our time has been spent outdoors.
We have found a Molly replacement who is equally as lethargic!


Ten steps to the never ending beach – we have walked 2 and a half kilometres each way and still found no evidence of it ever stopping.
My ribs seem to be improving a little each day and although Rob has a slightly upset tummy🤒we are otherwise in fine form. The ‘having very little to do’ lifestyle is quite easy to adjust to and seems to be suiting is quite well. I’m sure if Rob runs out of Netflix series or my kindle ever runs out of new books (6 so far) then we may rethink. Until then we’ll struggle through.
Lots of love to everyone at home – especially Ali whose birthday it is today. Xxx


which still don’t really do it justice.
The gardens and pool are beautiful and there is an amazing volleyball court which, if I were in a fitter state I would definitely take advantage of (Joe and Ellie know how much I love volleyball on holiday and are particularly delighted when I intervene and organise the game when it’s not being played properly).



enjoying the changing landscape and better views but after a couple of hours trekking took every opportunity to take a little rest.
We were very relieved to reach Shira camp and were all in bed before 8.
Day 3 dawned with another full on schedule of 7 hours of trekking. With everything going well and both of us feeling good apart from slight headaches we felt confident as we reached Lava Tower at 4,600 metres – much higher than we’d ever been before. We were pretty tired but after an hours lunch break were revived enough to continue a two hour descent to our next camp at Barranco.












