[Saxon]

Ghana is hot and humid. Skirts are short, tops are tight and the Internet is slow. Ergo, no sign of Saxon in the Cantina. Either that or a fear of why Tigga wants to see me tied naked to a spit and being slowly rotated. I always though Broomhilda was enough to slake his appetites, but I guess I was wrong.

I should be back on the 24th, though we are trying to get out of here early. Three of my less than stellar staff managed to get themselves deported and fired, so I now have a small staffing problem in East Africa. Word to the wise, don’t get drunk and piss off immigration officials in a land far, far away. They have no sense of humour.