Last Day
Our last day before starting home we woke up to a misting rain. It was pretty cold and the blanket lined ponchos we were provided felt very good. The sprinkle didn't last long, but it did remain cold.
Foster, our tracker stops to tell us
about his life in the local village. His mother was a fortune teller which was a gift that others recognized in her. It was not inherited or assigned. Growing up, when he had a headache or stomach trouble, his mom treated him with elephant dung. She would burn it and treat him with the smoke or shake it up in water and drink it. He said it worked and he demonstrated for us.Our last evening game drive we watched the lions by floodlight.
Our last dinner was in the wine room. Each evening they served us in a different room. We had towel animals on our bed each night and the last night a hot bubble bath was drawn in our room. So many nice little touches that made it a memorable experience.
All that was left was a very long flight home. The planes were much fuller going home and we had some pretty tight connections so didn't quite make the last leg. Ended up home at 7:30pm on a Saturday after 36 hours of flying and airports and masks. It was still all worth it.
So beautiful ❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteLove all the pictures and the experiences you share.
Thank you Laura.
I am glad you both made it home safe!!