Friday, 12 June 2009

The back of the bus, they canny sing

(l:r) Honchy, Sascha, Our very own Bafta winner, Peter the driver, his mate Mohammed, Doc, David Carradine and Chris.

Now the fun bit, a 10 hour bus journey to Moshi. We've picked up a few strays; notably Sascha the headshrinker and the only laydee in the party, Grant the Kiwi doctor who'll hopefully be supplying all the drugs and Chris our guide, spiritual leader and Eddie Izzard impersonator.

20 minutes in and so far we've clocked up an inflatable giraffe, a guy with an AK47, three near-death experiences, lots of streetmeat, but sadly nothing resembling a nice flat road.

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  1. Sonia Morjaria12 June 2009 at 12:23

    Hey! I am glad you all have made it this far. Cant wait to read more.

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  2. david N12 June 2009 at 14:31

    So Carradine didnae accidently kill himself in some sex game accident, he's going up a small hill with you lot.
    Personally I would have chose the former.

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