South Luanga National Park, Zambia

We set out mid afternoon for our sunset game drive. As we left the campsite we were in beautiful sunshine and spirits were high. Then some clouds began to form. We stopped by the river for an early evening apperitif. The sky was looking very onimous. Black would almost describe it. We all set off again for the second half of the drive. It started raining. Then it continued and the term "raining" seems a bit of an understatement. We were absolutely drenched and all in total hysterics. By now it was pitch black and raining so hard we could hardly keep our eyes open but still we went on searching for animal that, if they had any sense, were tucked up nice and dry in a hole somewhere. When we got back to the campsite, good old Francis had our dinner underway and had to put up with us dripping everywhere and laughing at the situation, which was all very funny until Clare and I discovered we had left out tent windows open, and was now a paddling pool with my diary and book floating in the bottom!