Been in Arusha. Back in Dar now. Had a great Christmas. Staying with the McGarvies. They are my family. Lots of stories to tell. Later. Home in a week. That is both good and sad. More later. Just letting you know I'm doing well.

Ah Kezi, my sister. I wonder what you're doing right now. I'm sending you some nutrigrain and vegemite little one. I hope you're not sad anymore. Just think of '09. It's not so far away, and then I'll get to show you round my side of the world.

Jo, Kezi and I mucking round with the camera. Far out I miss them. I know I've been saying I'll keep updating these pages, but it's really tough. As soon as I start looking at photos I start thinking of all the people I miss. It'll come, but it'll be little by little.

Mt Meru - Ch.1

How to climb a mountain hopelessly unprepared

This is not a recommendation. This is a simple statement of facts.

. Decide quite spontaneously one morning to climb the mountain. That day.

. Be in cahoots with someone equally as insane. This is probably the most important factor to take into account. Without such a partner, there will be all sorts of nasty disagreements about the sensibility of winging your way up a 4,562 metre summit.

. Realise that the only footwear you have in the country are a pair of thongs and a pair of cleats.

. Realise this five minutes before you set out.

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to be continued...