Let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
We've got 20 minutes of internet time left before we have to run-off to see a bootlegged screening of War of the Worlds, showing in Tanzania but apparently dubbed in Spanish and subtitled in English. It's a shame really. Tom Cruise speaking Swahili would have been something special.
We said goodbye to Ali-mac and Simon last night, after an afternoon walk through a Masai village and an epic game of Spades. Our sadness at their departure was tempered only by the fact that they're gonna make the long trek up from DC in two weeks for our massive-ass karaoke rager. Rockin'!!
The craziest thing about our 5 days on safari was realizing how short our attention spans have become. On Day 1, the sight of any moving creature, from a bird to a rodent to an antelope, was enough to make us stop the jeep for 10 minutes to revel in its beauty. By Day 5, we had seen so many lions and leopards and cheetahs and elephants that there were only two things that could tear us away from Harry Potter -- seeing animals hunt each other or screw. Honestly, we were chanting "kill, kill, fuck, fuck" from the top of the jeep, eschewing our vegetarianism and sense of decency for the chance to see the wildest of the wild. When we watched a female lion stalk two baby gazelles for an hour and then miss eating them by 6 inches, we were severely disappointed. But on the morning of the last day, when we came across two lions "on their honeymoon" as our driver Halifa euphemistically called it, we watched intently, along with 20 other jeepfuls of people, as Mr. and Mrs. Lion did it twice in 15 minutes. Given that each encounter only lasted for 10 seconds, we suspect we got more enjoyment from the experience than Mrs. Lion did.
And now, after many many years of dreaming about it, we leave tomorrow to go to the volcano, and climb Kilimanjaro. If all goes well, we'll be at 19,000 feet around 6am Thursday morning and back in civilization by Friday afternoon. As Joe would say, we'll jump and we'll see.
We said goodbye to Ali-mac and Simon last night, after an afternoon walk through a Masai village and an epic game of Spades. Our sadness at their departure was tempered only by the fact that they're gonna make the long trek up from DC in two weeks for our massive-ass karaoke rager. Rockin'!!
The craziest thing about our 5 days on safari was realizing how short our attention spans have become. On Day 1, the sight of any moving creature, from a bird to a rodent to an antelope, was enough to make us stop the jeep for 10 minutes to revel in its beauty. By Day 5, we had seen so many lions and leopards and cheetahs and elephants that there were only two things that could tear us away from Harry Potter -- seeing animals hunt each other or screw. Honestly, we were chanting "kill, kill, fuck, fuck" from the top of the jeep, eschewing our vegetarianism and sense of decency for the chance to see the wildest of the wild. When we watched a female lion stalk two baby gazelles for an hour and then miss eating them by 6 inches, we were severely disappointed. But on the morning of the last day, when we came across two lions "on their honeymoon" as our driver Halifa euphemistically called it, we watched intently, along with 20 other jeepfuls of people, as Mr. and Mrs. Lion did it twice in 15 minutes. Given that each encounter only lasted for 10 seconds, we suspect we got more enjoyment from the experience than Mrs. Lion did.
And now, after many many years of dreaming about it, we leave tomorrow to go to the volcano, and climb Kilimanjaro. If all goes well, we'll be at 19,000 feet around 6am Thursday morning and back in civilization by Friday afternoon. As Joe would say, we'll jump and we'll see.
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