Safari Journal Part 18 Part 18 Ok, it’s two in the morning, or one guesses it’s two in the morning and BANG! Head lifts, body slower and then BANG again. It’s dark and one realizes where one is. It is a pretty scary thought. You hear a tribal language and then you hear the what’s
Safari Journal Part 17 Part 17 The guards were dropped off about 2 hours after we arrived. I’m not a gun expert and have no idea what they were carrying but they were big, just as long as a bayonet without the dagger. Having them at the campsite actually made me more afraid than if
Safari Journal – Part 16 Part 16 I was so cold that I rode in the truck cab with John on the way back to the campsite. That night we ate dinner and went straight to our tents. We will be packing up early in the morning and moving on to the Oldapi Gorge and
Safari Journal – Part 15 Part 15 Today we drive through the park. We (the Americans) have full control on were we stop and when. We see a good picture opportunity or we have to pee, we just tell Gebra & he signals to the driver. Jim just happens to be an ornithologist. He has
Part 14 Who’s that? There is a strange voice in the front of the vehicle. It seems that a Park Ranger from the Serengeti has stopped in front of our truck. Right behind them is another small vehicle. They have come to take us into the park. The gates normally close at six pm but
Part 13 It’s early on Sunday morning. I am putting my tent together when I am told I have a visitor. This throws me a bit. A visitor? As promised Mama Christina has come back to the campsite with her husband and children. She is talking so fast that I can hardly understand her. She
Part 12 Gebra is about 55 years old. He knows very much about his country and the animals that live there with him. He is very good at his job, even though he looks like he needs a break from us Americans. He fields questions on mating habits, annual rainfall and economic status, with a
Safari Journal Part 11 We ride to Doffa Camp. On the way, Gebra tells me that my luggage will arrive today. They are having a driver bring it to us, well I say us but I mean me, just me and my glorious, wonderful, beautiful luggage!I ask a few questions about the campsite. What will
Part 10 of my Safari Journal We have returned to camp. Solomon is preparing lunch. I sit and write in my journal as I wait. A vervet monkey comes really close and sits down. After I inform him that his younger brother was a meal earlier in the day, he gets up and walks away.
Part 9 “Jambo, Jambo” again this morning. Nice hot water outside my tent. I take it into the tent to really clean up because I smell rancid. I hear a slight crackle as I try and remove my sports bra. My sweat must have formed a protective coating on me or something. I haven’t been
Safari Journal Part 8 We have a flat tire. Now on a vehicle as big as this one there, this is a pretty big deal. But we have lots of strong men who can stand around pondering what to do. To my surprise the crew get right on it. They must have encountered this before.
Safari Journal Part 7 On our way to Lake Manyara we go through a small town. We stop so that the cook can pick up a watermelon. While he is at the stand people who want to sell us their goods bombard our truck. They have T-shirts, wooden figures and beaded stuff. That’s one thing
Safari Journal PART 2 8-20-00 – I’m thinking of the different species of animals. Their natural defenses, camouflages, and habits. Several similarities stand out between them and people I know. The lion is the successful businessman. His prowess and demeanor are always one of a winner. This leads to the belief that meekness equals loss. His
Safari Journal PART 1 I started my journal in July. The time I have spent preparing for this trip has been exciting and keeps me brimming with anticipation. Knowing that my drawings look more like hieroglyphics than art, I will spare you these things. I will type everything that I have written. Please keep in
Safari Journal Part 6 What in the hell is that? I wake up in a small dark place that smells like buffalo poop. I realize where I am and unzip to see what the noise is. The safari vehicle just pulled into the camp. Decision time. Do I get out and say hello or do
Safari Journal Part 5 9-13-0The Kenyan border. Yeah! The passengers on the bus are shuffled out and into the border patrol office. We must stand in line in order to show our passports. After showing my passport, I walk outside. Now I am informed that everyone must get their luggage and stand in another line
Safari Journal Part 4 9-12-00 I just missed the flight to Kilimanjaro. After an eight hour flight that does not make me feel good. The person who is giving information to travelers is surrounded by passengers, vultures if you will. If they would just let me up there I could find out what to do
Safari Journal Part 3 9-11-0 Monday morning, the day of departure. Everything is packed. I’ve taken Turbo (my cat) to my brothers and have said my last goodbye to family and friends. Well with the exception of Anna who is driving me to the airport. She promised to be at my house two. She shows