In South Luangwa...
In South Luangwa...
The people are terrified of elephants and hippos but could really care less about lions.
There is a guide named Richard who told us a story- about how his commrade got eaten by a crocodile and his superior officer, who was not a good man, made him go into the water to look for him but then heard people shouting 'a croc got him' and thought it was he who the croc had gotten so he ran like a drunk, mad-man out of the water with his heart in his throat before finally realizing that it was not he who had been caught but rather his superior officer and he didn't feel bad about it at all when they caught the man-eating croc and slit open his belly to find two human arms inside- all without using one coherent sentence before he stumbled into the bush to go take a piss.
There are bushcamps were you wake up with the sunrise at your feet and the warm light filtering throught the soft mesh of the mosquito net.
There are also bushcamps that let you get to know whom ever you are staying with very well since all that seperates the toilet from the rest of the room is a thin sheet of fabric.
There is a place where you can dance naked in the african rain in a treehouse.
The zebra are shy and there are way too many impala.
You come to hate the impala
You meet those that are so rich they have no concept that someone would not have been to england.
You spend alot of time discussing grand ol' england and birds.
And you also meet those that ask, after a short discussion of the various ethinicities found in various areas in london, "Where has the real england gone? Are there any real englishmen left?"
You also have to suffer through many, "well spotted, good man" and I wish i was kidding.
You realize that the insect repellent you've been slathering on your skin actually takes off the nail polish on your toes and rubs the ink right off its own packaging.
You also realize that without that repellent you would be eaten alive by the tstse flies.
You think its silly that you have to be escorted to and from your room every evening... until you realize that a leopard had been prowling through camp during dinner.
You've never heard the word "thermals" used by people so regularly other than your aeronautical engineer boyfriend
Hot can't even come close to describing 2pm
Feces has never been so interesting.
The people are terrified of elephants and hippos but could really care less about lions.
There is a guide named Richard who told us a story- about how his commrade got eaten by a crocodile and his superior officer, who was not a good man, made him go into the water to look for him but then heard people shouting 'a croc got him' and thought it was he who the croc had gotten so he ran like a drunk, mad-man out of the water with his heart in his throat before finally realizing that it was not he who had been caught but rather his superior officer and he didn't feel bad about it at all when they caught the man-eating croc and slit open his belly to find two human arms inside- all without using one coherent sentence before he stumbled into the bush to go take a piss.
There are bushcamps were you wake up with the sunrise at your feet and the warm light filtering throught the soft mesh of the mosquito net.
There are also bushcamps that let you get to know whom ever you are staying with very well since all that seperates the toilet from the rest of the room is a thin sheet of fabric.
There is a place where you can dance naked in the african rain in a treehouse.
The zebra are shy and there are way too many impala.
You come to hate the impala
You meet those that are so rich they have no concept that someone would not have been to england.
You spend alot of time discussing grand ol' england and birds.
And you also meet those that ask, after a short discussion of the various ethinicities found in various areas in london, "Where has the real england gone? Are there any real englishmen left?"
You also have to suffer through many, "well spotted, good man" and I wish i was kidding.
You realize that the insect repellent you've been slathering on your skin actually takes off the nail polish on your toes and rubs the ink right off its own packaging.
You also realize that without that repellent you would be eaten alive by the tstse flies.
You think its silly that you have to be escorted to and from your room every evening... until you realize that a leopard had been prowling through camp during dinner.
You've never heard the word "thermals" used by people so regularly other than your aeronautical engineer boyfriend
Hot can't even come close to describing 2pm
Feces has never been so interesting.
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