Haya tena,
How's you friends outta there? Me is cool. Now, this June there wasn't much, it was school holidays, so no work actually, and the fun it comes with it. But I had fun. As it is in the previous post, I had a nice time, one week to be exact, in Serengeti, Ngorongoro and Manyara national parks. And spent some part of may so called 'fortune'.
The fun started in Serengeti and for the first time in my sorry life I had to sleep in a tent and for the first time also I came to understand as to why Wabongo are soooooo into going to the places of wonder and sleep in the open in tents! Why? Seriously, how would you convince a guy born in some obscure village in some unnoticed part of this big republic, who after a lot of struggle and hustle, got his first bungalow with TANESCO electricity and a dry tap, to go to Serengeti and experience that life that he's so furious to over with? That life without light, that life with dangers of snake bite? Unbecoming. So I had to see it for myself, and I slept in a freaking tent. Bush camping, I'd say, is awesome, no matter what. In those two days I spent in Serengeti I did all things 'bush'. And there was bush camping, bush lunch, bush driving, bush dining, bush sleeping, the list is long. Plus of course, game driving. Unfortunately it wasn't the good time of the year to see a lot, 'migrants' were away to our neighbour and 'residents' were so well fed that they only slept!
after few tsetse fly bites we headed off to Ngorongoro reaching jioni and ahd another tent adventure in the coldest of the nights I have ever had. And this was seriously fun; at night one not so old elephant who either out of curiosity or just the sheer pleasure of seeing us startled, came to drink from the campsite tap. Wtf? So I had my first soooo close encounter with the biggest of the five. It seemed that wasn't enough as in the middle of the night when everybody was fighting for the little amount of warmth there was in his tent, we're visited by some angry Cape buffaloes. Well, it isn't hat dangerous but just adventure! In the morning we headed for the crater and had a chance to view the laziest of all lions except those kept in a zoo. The Ngorongoro lions are the laziest, small area to hunt and lots of sweet meated beasts.
Not able to withstand the cold for even an extra day, we headed right to Manyara. Mind you for all these days I hadn't had a trickle of hot or cold water down my head! Safari, eeh? And there are differences, pampered tourist and the 'boot on the ground' tourist. I was the latter.
July school came to life again and classes resume. Boring and fun at the same time, and soon I was the ToD, and that's no fun at all! It ended, just like all other thing which have got a beginning. Now I've started work organizing for the school magazine which is expected out by graduation day this coming Sept.
Life's so fucking GOOD!!
Plato once said, 'We can easily forgive a child who's afraid of the dark, but the real tragedy of life is when men afraid the light.' I write about me, about people I like and admired, about what I do, what I see, and about where I live.
