Safari

We're back, with some internet access after 3 days of getting lost in the Serengeti natural/ wildlife reserve and the Ngorongoro crater - two places that I am now adding to my (short) list of things that make me say "Subhan Allah" (along with things like figs, dates and cactus fruit).

Highs: Pulling up next to a herd of Zebras and some giraffes and deciding that this was where we were going to camp for the night; waking up in the middle of the night, flashing the flashlight into the bushes and realizing there were about a hundred pairs of eyes glowing right back at us - probably zebras, but maybe also some really big cats; having a lion standing just a few inches from our jeep; a guide named Moody.

Lows: Not showering/ washing/ changing for three days.
Three of us in smelly sleeping bags and non-waterproof tents, waking up to the unmistakable sounds of a warthog (or two?) grunting and sniffing - and maybe digging - right outside our tent, and attempting to come inside. Paige deciding that this would be a good time to commence barking or growling in an attempt to scare it off.
The warthog(s) finally left us after about fifteen minutes that felt more like an hour, but only because of the thunderstorm that left us terrified all night and soaked by morning.

Next stop: Kampala.