At 6am we leave for Botswana. It is only an hour to the border and we are quickly through the Zimbabwe side. And then we hit the Botswana side. The queue of cars goes out of the gate. The queue of people is miles long and we estimate it will take a couple of hours to get through. We are lucky that the queue moves quite quickly.
Francistown is boiling hot. Our first port of call is grabbing something to eat. We are not fast food people; we go to Pick n Pay, buy some rolls and some cheese and eat them in the car. We also have an ice cream. I remember going to Mauritius as a child and every day when we went to the beach, my mum made up a picnic of sandwiches and fruit. This is also how I travel now. On long journeys, we always take a flask of tea, rolls and apples. The thought of going to buy a burger seems quite decadent.
Sian and Ellie are so excited to see the shops. It is such a change from the over-priced dreariness of Bulawayo.
We stay the night at our usual place, King Bed Guest House. It's very clean, it's central and there is air con and hot showers. They have added a touch of romance this time by sprinkling the bed with plastic rose petals. Once I have paid, the receptionist hands over the remotes for the television and the aircon. In the evening, we go out for dinner. This may sound contradictory to what I said earlier, but going out for dinner is somehow more acceptable than spending money on takeaway food. I have been looking forward to having fish and chips for weeks, but in the end, I go for the chicken schnitzel.
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