21 Days To Go!

I'm going to Africa all by myself in 21 days! Aaaaaaaaaah! Scary times ahead me thinks. Because I am a last minute wonder, I haven't prepared much. I got panicky about visas last night (because I had sort of forgotten about them) but turns out most can be obtained at the border so pheewww! I've almost got all of my injections, which have so far cost about £300. "£300?!!" I hear you screech. Yes, the cost has taken me a while to get over, I'm almost tempted to find the yellow fever demon and say to him/her "I laugh in the face of the danger, ha ha ha ha" (two points for those of you who remembered that line from Lion King). Anyway, I'm feeling a little poorly from the set of injections I had this morning so I'm all tucked up in bed with frutella.

Those of you on the Book of Face will know that I have recently decided to have swimming lessons. I told James about this and he almost fell over laughing. He couldn't understand how someone my age (22) wouldn't know how to swim. I tried to explain that when I'm in the deep end I panic and sink. I've tried kicking my legs and stuff but it just doesn't work for me, I go down like a dead weight. I've got a lesson tonight so hopefully I can channel my inner water baby and learn in the next 3 weeks.