Dom was due at the airport for 8am.
But why did we bother to use the information on the ticket?
We turned up to an empty airport and no plane. We discover the flight was now not until 1:30pm.
The joys of Africa.
So we had an unexpected morning with Dom and off work, so we went and did the sights of Tabora one last time. We headed to the market to pick up a dress for Armorel, which our new found sewer friend, January, was making from her. It nearly fits!
Then we headed for one last samosa and some other random things. We try out something new on most visits to Tipha and usually have 
no idea what it is.
It was a lovely relaxing morning and with unhappy smiles we dropped Dom off and luckily found the plane was indeed taking off at 1:30pm. You just aren’t sure until the plane actually takes off.
Armorel headed into work for the afternoon and I had managed to swing working from home.
Sad and already missing having company we settled down to our Friday film, of Romeo and Juliet and we headed to bed.
The diary is empty tomorrow so we are having a lie in.
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