A few eagle eyed readers have pointed out a discrepancy in the story ´The Drowning´. There is a description of the vehicle being towed from the water with all the tourists aboard, yet a photo in the middle of the book shows the poor sods who were saddled with me as a guide wet from the chest down.
That´s because I did it more than once.
Yes, despite fearing for my job, within a month another vehicle was gurgling its way to the bottom of the Okavango Delta, and I began the second of what became known as The Okavango Biathlon (involving a swim and run).
If my much maligned laptop* hadn´t recently, finally died I would upload a pic of that day taken by my friend Iva Spitzer, but sadly it is lurking inside the hunk of metal and plastic that I wrote Don´t Look Behind You on.
As a sidenote, there is one other story in WYDDR that is an amalgamation. The Conversation was one of the more uncomfortable experiences I ever had, and after it happened more than once I stopped making the joke about forensics and getting away with murder.
*Usually I prefer to remain positive about places, péople and products, but from the day I bought my Acer Aspire I aspired to throw it out, but resented the cost in doping so - an internal part broke within a week, but I was told it must have been my fault so warranty wouldn´t cover it. It was underpowered for its operating system (and while all those ´Hi! I´m a Mac´ ads were great, surely there was no better advertisement for Apple than Vista), and constantly blacked out when I made it exert itself. Such as if I ran two programs at once, or tried to listen to music while writing and asking a question of the omniscient internet. So, next laptop, I´ll splurge and come to the light. What Mac should I buy?
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