Chaves

Keys. To the new apartment I sorted out today, involving lots of thwarted attempts to transfer money to Mozambican and then Belgian bank accounts. I successfully negotiated the fitting of air conditioning units into the bargain, after realising when we met to sign contracts that it was roasting and likely to stay that way for the next several months.

I was invited to an evening event at the law firm who is advising on my work permit debacle, and encountered some other conservationists. We were all fairly out of place in such surroundings; usually more comfortable in trekking boots in a woodland than in business attire quaffing red wine.