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  • Day 48

    Simon returns from a dance looking drunk, but is probably just tired. I’m going to Victoria Falls on a week’s break, and I’m all packed and raring to go, especially after spending so long at work. As Simon is too ‘tired’ to drive me to the airport, Chipo obliges, and I arrive about an hour before takeoff. Now this really has to be the smallest commercial air terminal in the world. My bag was weighed on a manual scale, you could walk from the entrance to the departure gate in about 10 seconds flat, and when it came to boarding, a woman wandered into the room, pointed at a distant plane and said “your aircraft is over there – have a good flight.”