After leaving the lobola ceremony, Petra and I hurried back to our lodgings to change into our wedding clothes. By now it was mid morning and the sultry mid-summer Botswana heat was beginning to intensify. Beads of sweat were gathering and it was a relief to shed our head scarves and shawls, which had been a necessary part of the earlier ceremony. We gathered our belongings and joined the rest of the convoy that was traveling to the wedding venue. My head was spinning from a cocktail of emotions… the euphoria of what we had just experienced, the anticipation of what was to come, the thrill of driving through countryside that I hadn’t seen in nearly 40 years, and the joy of sharing this experience with a long time friend, a kindred soul who I see so very rarely. It was so good to be on holiday and so good to feel alive!