It is evening, and the garden doors are open. Warm air moves in the room. It is dark, and the light inside is on. Didi and Kari are sitting on the ground. Lots of things on the floor around them. They are going through the medecine box. Malaria pills, antibiotics, band-aid. What to take, what to leave. 

My biggest worry is the size of the truck: they tell us that there is not enough room for six people plus camping gear. So i want to minimize our luggage.  The future will tell how it will work out. Hakuna Matata. 

Outside the night is black. I hear a mosquito.  Will we be camping, listening to the sound of lions outside our tent, and worry if the mosquito carries Malaria two days from now? 

It feels good to face some adventure again...