“Once I had a house in Africa….”
But really, we did.
We are back in Arusha, with heavy hearts, after the most wonderful, nostalgic 12 days we’ve experienced in many years. We have talked about how much we’d love to return here to live for a while, however, we realize that we are seeing it all from the perspective of well fed tourists being pampered in luxury camps and lodges. I don’t think I’d actually enjoy returning to the dust and dirt and the security, water supply and other practical issues.
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Much of the time I spent riding in the Landcruiser like this, hanging on for dear life as Helmut negotiated rocky fords, rutted tracks or patches of deep mud. One gets an amazing view from up there. It’s like a cross between riding on a horse and sailing in a yacht but on land! Only the main road is graded, so it’s a rocky ride. When a stretch becomes impassable, then one simply drives around and creates a new route. This means that heavily used tracks often have two to six alternatives and the oldest and most impassable gradually disappear.
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| Typical track off the main road |
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| Multiple single tracks erode and multiply |
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| The main highway through the Serengeti. A superior, graded autobahn! |
I have been keeping a daily diary about our safari while we were away but have been unable to update the blog until today because although we were able to charge up our phone, cameras and lap top because most camps and lodges have generators on for limited hours, some better than others, we were able to get access to the internet to check our email on all but two of the days we were away, but the satellite connection was too weak for more than that.
Now I will attempt to post everything all at once, as well as a few photos, though this may take more time than we have available today.
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