Started cooking breakfast to the news that Jim and Adri had been up all night with vomiting and diarrhoea. Hoped it wasn’t last night's greasy chips!
Sausages and delicious banana pancakes for breakfast for those of us up to eating. Still no water for washing up.
Having driven on, we stopped just along the road at a tap outside a school where we spent half an hour filling the water tank, children and a few adults watching us. Ben nearly toppled Nikki and Myrta into the mud.
Dropped off Myrta, Markus and Ben Drove in Casablanca, a huge dirty mass of buildings, and headed out of town again. Slim pickings from lunch stop and afternoon dinner shop but got just enough so we didn’t have to have to eat dehydrated food on Halloween. As we pulled off the road to camp in an expanse of red soil and stones, a 1m long green snake scurried across the ground. Several of us recklessly chased it until it disappeared down a hole.
Vicki and I ventured into the not too distance and stripped off to wash, getting vital bits covered just before some local lads appeared from afar. Felt 100% better having removed at least the thickest mud.
Bob and I started the prep for dinner before donning our costumes. Some amazing outfits emerging from lockers: Nikki and Kelvin wore their sleeping sheets as a two-headed and 4-faced (2 sparkled masks at back) monster; Vicki was a clown with flour and water pasted face - she had to remove it to open her mouth wide enough to eat; Bob wore my dress and his elephant water wings on his head; Bill made a lovely busty peasant girl, Julie a space woman in silver foil, Jim an Indian with headdress and jellaba; Geoff came as an Indian musician using his water bottle and rubber bands as a fiddle (what a clever man); Ann as an overweight Sergeant Major. The Swedes were a mixed assortment: Per and Hawk very pretty maids, Hawk especially with blonde locks; Hans a cowboy. I went as an Aussie Long John Silver with kookaburra instead of parrot, Ton as another pirate. Linda and Gary swapped clothes so no-one realised and thought they hadn’t dressed up at all.
We'd just finished dinner when Geoff, turban tumbling, careered through camp, chased by a snake. Chaos ensued as the running figure silently circled us trying to escape his pursuer. Nikki screamed. Gary abandoned Linda and clung to Bill for protection, refusing to believe Bill’s insistence that it was a rubber one. And, of course, it was a rubber snake and another example of perfect timing by Geoff, who returned with the rubber culprit.
Lots of laughs sitting around the kettles on the fire.
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