Ok, so. I was getting onto the plane from Nairobi to Kigali. There was a stopover in Bujumbura, 'natch. A 25 year old American Marine spotted me. He had the flight attendant ask me to join him on the way to Bujumbura in the seat next to him. (Pretty Bond, if you ask me.)

We get talking and flirting. He asks me to change my flights on the way back and spend the weekend with him in Bujumbura. I am considering it seriously. After all, a 25 year old Marine?!

Seems all right and as he rightly pointed out, when would I come to Burjumbura otherwise?

Oh, dear.