Locked and loaded

I turned up to the office with a bag packed for a long birthday weekend. Dennis saw me and remarked that I was ‘locked and loaded’. Yes.

After work I hopped into a tuk-tuk to the airport, as I was meeting Michelle in Nairobi, ready for our mini-adventure. The rush hour traffic was kamikaze but I made it, alighting in a busy scene in front of the Airport Mosque.

Reuniting with Michelle at an airport hotel in Nairobi was joyful, complete with sticky toffee pudding and a pot of mint tea.