I can’t believe it’s been eight weeks since I wrote my first blog and the elephants still haven’t come.
Usually by this time of year we are walking zombies, surviving (sort of) on less than three hours sleep a night. Night after night, week after week staying up most of the night chasing elephants out of the crops.
The fires have almost been non-existent this year and I had started to hope that perhaps times were changing. That the locals had been persuaded by some clever NGO people that lighting fires was a bad thing.
Then on Sunday this:
So I’m guessing it won’t be long now. In the mean time we’re sleeping as much as we can!