It's that kind of day - you know the kind where everything you do reminds you of a time and place. You're grateful for the memory, regretful that it had to end. Stories from our life in Botswana were not always pleasant, but where would we be and who would we have become without them?
...in the midst of writing about our time in Bots...have I told you the one about the croc that nearly got away?
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