Sure enough, 03h57 and the electric air pump started again, accompanied by the now expected Afrikaans expletives. I lay there, desperate to sleep, wanting to get a little more rest before getting up at 05h30. I must have gone back to sleep as Jerry came across to the tent to see if I was awake. Feigning alertness, I wished him a Good Afternoon and went off to have a cold wash. A few other hardy travellers were around, some drinking coffee, some drinking rooibos and others just beating the living daylights out of each other for having failed to mend the leaking air bed. Bags packed, tent folded, breakfast taken, dishes washed, camp demolished and it was time to pack the bus and leave the camp. Maxwell led us at speed through the Kruger, missing several
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