The dry rose-red desertscapes of Namibia are below me, with a sea mist clinging to the coast as an oddly defined line, before evaporating to clear cloudless skies.
Landing.
A year ago, I hatched a plan to get away from London, the City job and off the hamster wheel of life, at least for a while. All things considered, my timing could not have been better.
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