Hearing via walkie talkie that GURNEYS (lions) were spotted laying in the road, Helmo pushed down his windshield, grabbed his emergency whip and instructed us to hold onto our hats. Speeding toward the site, the sun shining and the wind blowing my hair all about, all I could think was "This is so ***** cool!!!" (for a lack of more intelligent wording, it's th
e truth) I remind myself daily how lucky I am to be here, but it is exciting moments like these when I can't believe what I'm doing and how I got here. We spend nine hours each day observing animals and enjoying each other's company, having lunch and drinks as a large group...this is when each group would brag to another of the day's sightings (we always won).
Among the top things I saw:
-the leopard kill and devour that poor little monkey
-lions, lions, and lions after they killed something (too bloody and smeared to identify)
-warthogs at our outdoor luncheon
-baby animals of any kind, especially giraffes, zebras and elephants
-elephant herds traveling, stopping to play in water and mud
-CHEETAHS (an endangered species, our guide was shocked to see them)
-a butterfly drinking out of my champagne glass for a solid three-four minutes
-monkeys doing all sorts of funny things
In the evenings we ate dinner together and swam in the cold springs.
I couldn't stay up late drinking with the rest of the group because I was simply in shock of everything I had seen during the days. I walked around the camp, one night spotting three elephants that had come right up to our camp. I wrote in my journal and sorted through the
constellations I remembered learning in my high school astronomy course. I wanted to soak in as much of this as I could, as I thought surely I'd never have this opportunity again.
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