After my Kilmanjaro experience I spent a few days in and around Moshi recovering, seeing friends and relaxing. I really enjoyed the sunny days and catching up with lots of people. But before I knew it, it was time to pack up and head to the airport… It was a sad taxi ride… Ngareza, who had been my driver so many times whilst in Moshi, left me to my tears and thoughts – we drove in silence.

Back in London…weird! I didn’t feel like being back in the city and the masses of people around town shopping, partying in Xmas jumpers and just generally racing from one place to the other made me long for the African pace of life. Don’t get me wrong, it was LOVELY to see and catch up with friends and I enjoyed a glass of champagne or three for the first time in many weeks…so not all bad! 😉

Christmas presents bought, suitcase packed again, off to Denmark where I arrived in Copenhagen on the 20th Dec. and met my niece, Kaisa, for the first time…She is totally wonderful and super cute (I am not biased of course!).

 

Sadly I got ill again just as I was leaving London, and since there were a few malaria symptoms, I decided to get it checked out. It turns out when you go to the hospital in Denmark to have any ‘exotic’ diseases checked out, they really go for it!

I had almost 20 blood samples taken over two days…not sure there was much more blood left in my body! Now waiting for the results – assuming I have just had the flu, but will keep you posted if it’s anything more ‘exciting’ than that!

In the meantime I am going to enjoy celebrating Christmas with my family and I hope you all get to do the same. I am sorry that I have/will not be able to meet or talk with you all individually whilst I’m back but please know that doesn’t mean I am not thinking about you …I hope you are all great!

 

And wishing you all a very…

🎄 Merry Christmas! ❤️