If she shows up in some god awful khaki pant, safari vest, I-raided-Jeff-Probst's-closet, Anderson-Cooper-on-assignment outfit when we arrive in Africa, so help me god, I will not stay in the same hotel with her.
When I went to Bangladesh, my travelling companion P almost peed her pants laughing when we ran into some white tourists, they were dressed head to toe in Mountain Equipment Co-op duds. They looked like they were on the world's most intense camping trip. When they were done shopping in the local market or walking around town they could have gone and climbed Mt. Everest. That was the moment, I realized that the Bengalis where right, white people are crazy.
Ash keeps telling me that she's only bringing 3 outfits to pack light, I don't know whether that means that she's going to buy some nice clothes while she's there, maybe some of those gorgeous African Lady dresses, or if she's going to wear the same Tilley Endurables outfit the whole time.