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25 May, Wednesday monkeys and lizards...

5/29/2011

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25 May, Wednesday  Camp Twiga
 
It is beautiful and we find ourselves in paradise:  white, sandy beach as far as the eye can see; an ebbing Indian Ocean that has receded for almost 200 meters leaving a shiny, sparkling footprint behind; palm- and coconut trees complete our real life painting. This is vacation and we have Ruco with us…all would have been perfect if Kristi could have join us.

 Beach vendors soon descend on us selling all kind of things from curios to produce to seafood. We meet the fish man and order calamari and fish for the next day. The guys go snorkeling and the rest of the day is spent around the camp. Andrej and I decide to walk to a nearby town alongside the beach. Our instructions were: walk along the beach, cross the river, go to the Baobab tree, follow the dirt track to the road and find a matato (taxi) to take you to the
center of town where there will be a Barclays and Nakumatt grocery store…Ok…?It works!

We cross the river, pass the Baobab, find a coconut seller who attaches himself to us and shows us the road to the matato –a kombi with no engine cap, but we find Barclays and the grocery store. I forgot to mention that bare feet Andrej armed himself with a spear gun, because we’ve heard that bandits were operating in the area - apparently not this year, but , just for in case… So, we walk into Nakumatt: a bare feet, bearded Andrej with a spear gun draws a lot of attention! 

We fill my back pack with all kinds of goodies and start our trek back to the camp. This time we know what we are doing and we give the matato driver 60 shillings without asking for the price. Our first matato took advantage of us and took 100 shillings, even though we knew the price was 60. 

We play backgammon, swim, and I have a lot of help from the guys with the chicken-potjie that we cook over the fire. Sammie is being harassed by monkeys who come to find him and once they have his attention they mock him,stick out their tongues for him whilst staying just out of reach. He also finds the hole where a big lizard lives and we often see him with his head stuck deep into the hole waiting for the lizard.
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Jenny Garrity
5/30/2011 04:42:43 pm

Oh, that Sammie!!!

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Holly
6/4/2011 02:37:20 pm

...well, a bare footed, bearded Andrej with a spear gun yelling curses in Serbian ought to get you out of any jam...!

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    "There is something about safari life that makes you forget all your sorrows and feel as if you had drunk half a bottle of champagne - bubbling over with heartfelt gratitude for being alive. One only feels really free when one can go in whatever direction one pleases over the plains, to get to the river at sundown and pitch one's camp, with the knowledge that one can fall asleep
    beneath other trees, with another view before one, the next night." -
     Karen Blixen - Out of Africa, Kenya
    'Of course as I am reading this, I know that you DO get your visas and the container DOES get released, but oh the internal struggle we face even though we should trust (as Hugo does) that God has His hands on all things and is constantly taking care of us.'


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    :) Crazy to think that we are ALL made of blood, bone and water yet we speak in so many tongues that getting along together becomes a massive task within itself.

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