“Hakuna Matata”, (no worries) Bob the reggae Tanzanian driver muttered (for the umpteenth time on our week long safari) as the Land Cruiser shuddered to a halt at the dusty edge of the deeply rutted road between the Serengeti Gate and the Ngorongoro Crater. A jeep-killer. Acacia trees offered scant...
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That will be Sir Chris, please
Good news for the travellers. Thanks to a long and exhausting campaign by Chris’ coworkers, HM Queen Elizabeth flew in (with corgi) to a recent good riddance party. To the consternation of many, Her Majesty officially inducted Sir Chris into the Order of Hot Air. Life will never be the...