The S'more

I've discovered a major dificiency in my world. I was sitting at the youth center watching the girls burn the dead weeds after they had cleaned the yard. I got a sudden craving for s'mores. I turned Ryan and said we should get stuff for s'mores next time we are in Kasane, and I got this look like I was speaking German to him. Come to find out that s'mores aren't available here because graham crackers aren't sold anywhere in Botswana. (I know)

So this is a very determined request for graham crackers. I can't imagine camping without the yummy deliciousness of the sweet treat, so please... send graham crackers.