There is lightning displaying mightily out across the river and the sounds of the evening slowly peak into a crescendo of delightful gratification. It is the end of another day, it was a glorious day.
With all this going on around me one would expect me to be in a state of peace and comfort and gratitude. It would therefore surprise, well, any one really that this is not really the case. I am, this evening, in Maun and on my way to more exotic destinations. I am a nature lover and I am a Pula traveller. Let me explain this briefly before going on. I spend local currency; I earn local currency and where possible I live in local currency. For anyone interested this statement of being a "Pula Traveller" could include anyone who is not rolling in big foreign bills with exciting names like US Dollars, British Pounds and Euros. Not that I have anything against these big names, I would love to be in a position to be more familiar with them, but alas. This is not the case. I am just me, just local, just Motswana.
