Virunga National Park, DR Congo

Oh dear, oh dear. It seems I have some apologising to do.

The first apology being that this blog post will not exactly be about standing in queues. The second being that after a false restart in the beginning of May, this blog never really got going again, and for that, I am truly sorry.

You see, things got a little complicated here in Congo when, after nearby rebel activity, we all decided to get out for a bit. Our evacuation took me as far as Kenya and I even managed to take a delightful little break on the beach in Mombasa. I also, rather pleasingly, even managed to queue up while in Kenya and so have an interesting post about that which will be coming up shortly. However, it means that ever since coming back to Congo things have been rather hectic without a moment’s pause.

It’s not all bad though, as I have been lucky enough to see these fellas who were pretty much in a line when I found them.

Although when it became the time for them to leave, I regret to inform you all that the gorilla at the end of the line pushed his way through first.

But enough of the distractions, I do believe that I owe one rather big apology to Laurence of Australia, who sent me a queue story more than two months ago and yet in that time I failed to post it up on Standinaqueue.

My dear Laurence ran out of patience and posted it himself here, although tomorrow I will be posting his story where it truly belongs, here on Standinaqueue.

It’s been a while since I’ve checked the Standinaqueue inbox and I see that there are various other stories that have been sent in by your good selves, and I promise that they too will be coming up in the next week.