Jon and I decided to head to the hills for Christmas! We jammed carols by candlelight (so romantic and yet so disturbing as every moth in the mountains flew into them), got caught in a storm (I know Jon was secretly thinking 'Yeeessss!' He lives for a good storm. I was thinking 'My hair cameraaaaa'), swam in the icy river and by swam I mean, I half drowned Jon while trying to avoid being washed down a "waterfall", found ourselves in the midst of a traditional African Christmas which included Jon being handed a baby to look after (random but true), returned the baby, lazed in the sun, saw a double rainbow (epic), met some American hikers and petted the horses. I also conquered my fear of dodgy rope bridges by...crossing one! Special thanks to Jon for kindly stopping the car every time I saw some flowers on the side of the road. I must have looked ridic running down the back alleys of Himeville snapping rusting fences but what can I say, I love a good fence. Hope you all had a relaxing day yesterday? We took loads of pics on our phones too which I'll post next. (Some dicey selfies may be more interesting than a million tree snaps? I'm not sure!) x
