Reise, reise...

Whew, back from camping! After last years 'couples trip from hell', this time was surprisingly tame. The only debaucherous occurrence was some skinny-dipping and general nakedness, but only once and only in the deep darkness of the African bush (well, maybe a few torches). No serious sunburns, no huge arguments (except the food issue, but that was before we left), no strangers making out (tho Frase and I were keeping an eye out), no insane drunkenness, no special herbs... In fact, the only uncouth element was the heinous state of our camping spot, which I blame entirely on other people. :P

Beaverlac is a beautiful place to camp, and really close to town, as these things go. Except, the roads are awful at some points (many complaints were heard) so it takes a while to get there. The camping spot was nice, with enough shade to go round and a little shop that sold booze and wood and other edibles. The scenery was great when it wasn't too hot out, and the swimming lakes were awesome. It was a special treat to sit out on the rocks in the near-pitch darkness and watch the stars twinkle overhead (when people weren't shining torches in your face...). In all a fun trip with nothing eventful at all happening. Maybe a good thing?