One more sleep.

Ok, this is it.  I had the day off work today and managed to get everything done that needed doing (except tidy the house, but that probably wouldn't have gotten done even if I had nothing else to do).
I promise this will be short because I am tired and want to go to bed somewhat early.

Updates:

Vaccinations - I finished my Typhoid pills a couple of weeks ago.  If I get typhoid, it will be Nikki's fault.  I was supposed to take my pills on an empty stomach but on the night of my last pill, I went out with Nikki, Richard and Robin to Café Brio on Fort St.  It was so good and I ate SO much.  There was no way my stomach was empty when I went to bed.  So I got up at 5am to take the pill but I am pretty sure there was still some dinner residuals.  Worth it (unless I get typhoid).

Dukoral done.  I must be getting used to it because it was only moderately disgusting this time. I got a flu shot through work last week. And I started my malaria pills today.  I am not keen on the malaria treatment as it is a month of antibiotics but in for a penny, in for a pound.

Packing - Just yesterday, so long ago, I was confident that I was going to be fine.  Today, not so much.  Hours of packing, weighing, moving stuff from one bag to another, weighing, removing some stuff, weighing, deciding that I don't really need clothes, deciding I do need shoes, weighing until I have the perfect balance of bag size and weight.

Final tally.  Wheely checked bag:  Dimensions - 17' + 14' + 26' = 57' (62' inches allowed). Weight  - 50.7 lbs.  Ok this is slightly higher than the allowed 50lbs but my plan, if questioned, is to open the bag, remove a soccer ball, tell the Air Canada person that it is too bad some African orphan can't play ball and then stare at her until her heart grows three sizes.

Ticket and passport please.

 Checked duffel: Dimensions - 21' + 10' + 15' = 46'.  Well under the 62' allowed.  Weight - 36.2 lbs.  Also well under the limit.  I know, you are asking why not shift that .7 lbs from the wheelie bag.  No can do, this bag is so full I suspect it may break apart during transit.  I already moved all of my shirts to the front pocket.  The pocket is so small, I only had room for four shirts.  The wheely bag has my one extra pants and my shoes.  (I will be wearing my boots, pants and four layers of t-shirt, long sleeve shirt, fleece, rain jacket.)

Carry on: Dimensions - 7' + 21' + 15'.  Allowance - 9' + 21.5' + 15.5'.  Close but still under.  Weight - 21.6 lbs.  Allowance - 22 lbs. 

Personal bag: Dimensions - 6' + 11' + 17'.  Allowance - 6' + 13' + 17'.  Weight - 13.2 lbs.  Allowance - 22lbs.  I would move some stuff here too but it is stuffed.  I am already pushing the dimensions.  If I cram in any more stuff, it will be higher than 6 inches.  Actually now that I think of it, I have already added a bunch of stuff since I measured it so it is probably already over.  (New plan, if questioned, remove a book and say, it is too bad an African orphan can't read Ian Rankin's latest Rebus book and hope that works)


All told, 121.7 lbs. 
See that front pocket on the blue bag, that is all of my clothes, minus 1 pair of capris.
No cat in this picture, she is definitely not talking to me now that
she has figured out that the bags mean I am abandoning her

Other updates.  I finished the Game of Thrones book.  I bought snacks.  I cannot figure out podcasts. I bought some Kenyan shillings.  No updates on the Francis/Gorilla front except now I know that the name of his company is Afratrek (not Afrtrek or Afritrek). I thought I should let you know so that when the wedding invitations arrive, you won't think it is someone else.

Ok, that's it. I am going to bed. See you in Africa (or Amsterdam, if I have time).