about to embark on my long journey home- and i do so wish i could stay longer. i read that africa gets into your blood like malaria and you can't get rid of it, you want to stay even though you'll always be an outsider and never understand it. i don't think i've pick up malaria (the g&t option was foiled as the only gin in africa is gordon's, and it's undrinkable...) since it was quite cold the skeeters were scarce.
quick highlights from safari & jo'berg:
saw the big 5, and sooo many more. i was a couple meters from a lioness.
our guide was named elvis. he was a good luck charm. he caught a bird that flew into our truck with his bare hands. this significantly impressed me.
bugs are big. really big.
chimps are cute when they are little (actually all forms of monkeys are cute when they are small)but grown ups are scary. one threw a rock at us. a big rock.
toured a township in joberg- soweto, where desmond tutu and nelson mandela live/d. took a walk and were immediately swarmed by children. all little boys. i love love love little boys.
i have yet to eat any african food. everything is italian when we eat out. how is this possible?
i have another list of what i've learned to post, but all my things are in a cage here at the 'ritz backpackers' (don't let the name fool you) so i will have to post when i return. something to look forward to, no?
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