More hippos overnight, and another sunrise walk.  We didn’t spot many animals this morning, but there were a few hippos heading back to the water after grazing on grasses on land overnight.  We loaded the mokoros with all our things, being careful to make sure EVERYTHING we had taken in to the delta was also taken back out.  After the peaceful and quiet 2-hour glide, we said our goodbyes to the polers back on the beach, and took the jeeps back to Sedia.  There was a mad dash to the showers to make some attempt to wash off a couple days of campfire soot and delta mud.  Ours was the last vehicle back, so a cold shower in ankle deep water that wouldn’t drain was the best I could do, but it was a wonderful feeling to be something close to clean again.

Through some sort of mix-up our flights over the delta got cancelled, but we spent some time in Maun looking around and trying to spend our last few pula.  We had drinks before dinner, and talked about people having roots, identifying yourself with one group or another, being in the minority, pride, stereotypes and the danger of making assumptions.  Our group is generally open-minded and intelligent, and since we are 5 New Zealanders, 4 English, 2 Scottish, 2 Americans, 2 Zimbabweans, one Australian, one Canadian and one Irish person, all of different backgrounds and experiences, there are always lots of opinions and ideas to share.  Dinner was a buffet prepared by the hotel, which was quite tasty.  The best part was not having to cook or clean up the dishes!  Coffee was a big step up from the funny instant brew using delta water as well.

Photos from the Delta.