Arrived at King Shaka, humid and thundering with climate talk anticipation. A drizzling drive to Umhlanga could not prepare me for the dark, winding pathway up to my very quaint lodgings, suitcase and hefty computer bag in tow. A welcome cuppa and blog session amid African rain, frog choir and crickets reminded me why I love this Continent so dearly...
Today will be for scoping out the various venues, familiarising my overwhelmed self with the stakeholder hotspots and, by the looks of it, a little less rain come daybreak.
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