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This fantasy holds a special place for me. This one has already been fulfilled, but so long ago that it's just a distant memory. Years ago I left South Africa with my family for a very different life in Canada. A Kruger safari was one of my last experiences and one of the few memories I have of my first home. The lions did roar and giraffe did pass in a herd of thundering hoofs. Now it's time to re-connect with this savage land, to observe a world where the fastest runners are the only survivors - whether hunter or prey.
I imagine a smokey braai - sun-downers and boerewors, and stories of the bush as the campfire crackles and mirrors the orange and gold of the morning sun. The glow encircles a small group of travelers, united in the knowledge that it will not be long before they must leave their heart in Africa.
Ah - this Fantasy Friday has left me with a pang of something lost - one day I will go searching.
Hi Nicky, I too remember those three giraffe galloping along in front of our tour bus as we drove along slowly behind them. In spite of their strange shape - long long legs, sloping bodies and small heads they were surprisingly graceful. Hold on to that Fantasy. It'll be a worthwhile journey.
ReplyDeleteHi mum - Strange how some memories make such an impression!
ReplyDeleteSeeing the all of the big five at Kruger is always a treat. There's a lot of game viewing that can be seen here as well as superb bird watching.
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