After completing my last trip entry (except for my review), I came across some videos that may interest you. Random videos that I took along the way, which I didn’t post on the day after I took them due to restrictions on uploading. The first bunch is from the Chobe River part of our trip. Make sure to watch this one until the end. The little guy is really cute.
Here’s an elephant taking a mud bath. It was hilarious, even though some of the time we wondered if he would be able to pick himself up out of the muck.
Later the same afternoon, we saw a long line of elephants heading our way.
They just kept coming and coming.
This one was taken the next day when we visited Chobe National Park. The elephant at the start had come up to our vehicle and then veered off at the last minute. I filmed him walking away, and then someone whispered, “You should turn around.” YIKES!
While in Chobe National Park, we saw this pride of lions. Very quick video.
That covers our time on the Zambezi Queen. Here are a few from after that. The first is from the Kliptown Youth Program we visited in Johannesburg. These boys were such excellent dancers, I had to share their performance with you.
Now it’s off to Tintswalo Safari Lodge with the last few animal videos I got. Up first is an example of what it’s like to ride in the back of one of these vehicles. I was trying to film the mom and baby rhino we had found. This shows how hard it is to hold anything, let alone a camera, when your driver is going flat out to keep up with animals.
Finally, we caught up, and our driver was able to slow down and get me a better shot of the actual rhinos.
I thought I would give you one last video showing you what a nighttime safari looks like. I’m not sure about you, but I have no idea how our tracker/spotter can see anything while going that fast. This might be the reason we never found anything after dark.
That’s it! I will be back tomorrow with the final summary and review of the trip. Would we do it again? Did we like the AmaWaterways experience? How was the food? What did we really dislike about the entire trip? What did we love? Come back tomorrow and find out.
Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up, it knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn’t matter whether you’re the lion or a gazelle – when the sun comes up, you’d better be running. – African Proverb
I knew this day was coming. Our last full day in Africa. We had two more game drives today, followed by two days of flying, and then we would be home. This was it. If we were going to get any more of the Big Five or the Magnificent Seven, it had to be today. So again, we were up and out before dawn looking for rhinos, leopards and African wild dogs.
The morning drive started with a beautiful sunrise…
…reflecting off a local watering hole.
Where a hippo was bathing.
Then we heard from another truck that they had found…
African wild dogs.
One of the Magnificent Seven.
We rushed to the spot and found this mated pair just taking it easy.
After we had shot them for a while, we saw this giraffe…and then…
RHINOS!
A mother and baby black rhino.
The little guy was kind of skittish….
And anytime we came close to it, he took off.
But we stayed with mom and kid.
He was adorable.
Wildebeests
Zebras…and friends
More Wildebeests
Google identifies this bird as a brown-snake eagle.
We finally see Punba (a warthog). They weren’t singing Hakuna Matata.
They were just running.
Got two of the three we needed, so we headed back to the big lodge for lunch.
Editor’s Note: I had this post all done and ready to go last night and then I remembered that I could show you on a map what a game drive looked like. I have an app on my phone that tracks where I walk by GPS. It’s called Map My Walk. When you are done it gives you a map that shows you how far you walked and where you hit every mile and your stats. On our morning drive on the last day, I just happened to think as we were driving away, that I should turn it on. This was the result. You can see how absolutely crazy the drive is. The total miles on this drive was almost 17. We were out there for three hours and 28 minutes. Just thought it might be a fun thing for you to see.
After lunch, we did it all over again. I wish I could say that we found the elusive leopard, but we didn’t. I guess I will have to go back—NOT! And to be honest, it was our worst game drive of the entire trip. We pretty much saw nothing. Here are the pictures to prove it.
A zebra.
Last Dinner
Two photos. Just two usable photos. It was a somewhat sad way to leave, but it had been a great trip. Tomorrow, I will sum things up and give you an actual review. Stick with me—only one more post. I guess it’s only fitting that this was the end of the day. I should add that some of the others went on a game drive the next morning, on the day we were supposed to fly, but my cold had worsened, so I skipped it. I would have been really disappointed if they had found a leopard, but they didn’t. They did spot a male lion, and I missed that, but with over 40 hours of flying and airports ahead, I’m glad I made that call. I’ll be back tomorrow with a final round up and review.
Africa changes you forever, like nowhere on Earth. Once you have been there, you will never be the same. – Brian Jackman
When you go on safari, much of the activity is centered around game drives. This means you go out twice a day to look for game (you know, wild animals). That’s what life was like during our stay at Tintswalo. We got there around lunchtime, ate, had half an hour to unpack, and we were out the door on a game drive.
And what were you looking for on the game drives? Mostly, you were looking for the Big Five. If you have never heard that expression before, the Big Five are the five most dangerous (to man) animals you find on an African safari. We also found out that there is a Magnificent Seven (not to be confused with the western films) to look for as well. Your goal on safari is to see (or, in my case, photograph) the Big Five: lion, leopard, rhino, Cape buffalo, and elephant. According to the folks at Tintswalo, there was also a Magnificent Seven, which consisted of the Big Five and two additional species: the African wild dog and the cheetah. I will let you know right now that we didn’t find the Big Five. Of course, we (those of us on this AmaWaterways trip) had already seen three of the Big Five while we were in Chobe National Park (elephant, Cape buffalo and lion), so we were more than halfway there. We just needed the rhino and leopard for the Big Five and the African wild dog and cheetah to complete the Magnificent Seven. I won’t keep you in suspense. We never saw a leopard. Darn ?!
But there were other animals we hadn’t seen yet, and we would see many of them on our six possible game drives. I will pause the story for now to include our first game drive, which took place around 3:30 pm on our first afternoon at Tintswalo. Don’t forget: if you click the first shot, you can scroll through it using your arrow keys or by swiping. And please, don’t view my photography on a phone. Please…
We split up into two groups with six people in each vehicle. We saw some other lodges vehicles and they were PACKED!
Erick, our driver and guide.
Reply, our spotter and tracker. He rode out in front of the truck looking for animals.
First up…birds. This is a magpie shrike.
And a lilac breasted roller just like the ones we saw in Chobe.
A southern yellow-billed hornbill. Also known in the Lion King world as Zaza
And a red-crested korahaan
And this very ticked off elephant. Erick had seen him coming towards us from the right hand side. He sped up to put him behind us.
When I asked why, he said that he likes to get in front of the trucks and block the way, not letting them get around him. I was in the back seat and I was glad that we drove away fast.
Another lilac-breasted roller, this one in full flight.
They are beautiful birds.
Here’s a new one—a double-banded sand grouse.
Spotted a female ostrich.
And there was the male. We hadn’t seen one of those since Cape Town.
And a CHEETAH!
A mom and her two cubs.
Just hanging out.
Posing.
Looking majestic.
Letting us shoot to our heart’s content.
One gorgeous animal
That would rip your head clean off.
But so beautiful.
Especially in the wld.
These are different cheetahs
But darned if I can tell you which is which .
But I bet you can figure it out.
I just liked taking photos of them.
Alas, time to go. I should tell you that I posted about 15 cheetah photos but took more than 250.
A nice surprise.
Appetizers in the bush.
All set up and waiting for us. Nothing like a G&T out in the bush, by jove!
Then it was back in the truck and on to the lodge for the rest of dinner. The food at the lodge was superb!
An example. That’s not ketchup. That’s a blueberry and red wine sauce that went perfectly with the game and I now have the recipe for it.
That’s day one at Tintswalo. We had found another of the Magnificent Seven and only needed a rhino, a leopard (we nevergot), and an African wild dog to complete the set. More game drive news tomorrow. See you then. I leave you with another incredible African sunset.
Africa changes you forever, like nowhere on Earth. Once you have been there, you will never be the same. – Brian Jackman
Our final stop on our African odyssey was Tintswalo Game Lodge, situated in the Manyeleti Nature Reserve, directly adjacent to the world-renowned Kruger National Park. That means LOTS MORE ANIMALS!
After our night of discussion in Johannesburg, we were off to the airport early in the morning for our shortest flight of the trip to Hoedspruit, South Africa, which is the home of Eastgate airport—the gateway to Kruger National Park. It was a very short flight on Airlink (which seems to be the go-to airline for getting around within Africa). They are a very nice airline that primarily flies smaller jets (four seats to a row—we flew all our flights with them in Embraer E-90s, which we liked.) This flight was the shortest flight we have ever taken. We were in the air for less than an hour. If you don’t count the time spent taxing on runways, it’s around 35 minutes. It’s a short flight.
One funny thing did happen on the flight. They actually serve food on these very short flights—to everyone, even those in the cheap seats. On the way to Hoedspruit, the flight attendant comes on and says, “We will shortly be coming around with drink service…and your choice of a cheese bagel or (are you ready for this?) a Krispy Kreme donut. Seriously. When he said it, the plane erupted in a combination of cheers and laughter. Sure enough, they came down the aisle and handed you a tiny box with a single Krispy Kreme donut inside. Just cracked me up.
I should mention here that when we left Johannesburg, we also left behind the amazing Delia, our guide through the entire trip. It was a sad parting, marked by lots of hugs. She is a gem among travel guides and humans. I would not have wanted to do this trip without her. She would not need to accompany us to Tintswalo, as we would be completely under the lodge’s care while there.
We were met at the airport by Welsent, our driver. (Isn’t that a great name for a driver that was sent to pick you up??) After about an hour’s drive, we arrived at Tintswalo. If you have been following this entire trip, you know we have had some amazing lodging experiences, and this would pretty much be the topper. Tintswalo is not a hotel but a beautiful main lodge connected by raised boardwalks to six individual lodges, each housing one or two people. Walking in is an experience you’ll never forget.
Not because the front door looks like this, but because you walk through to the deck that sits behind the door, and you see this. (Full disclosure, I stole the photo above from the lodge because I was not happy with any of mine.)
Just outside the back door of the lodge were (at that time) probably 8-10 elephants. The lodge leaves a hose hanging from a tree and turns it on in the afternoons. If you would like to see these elephants in person, Tintswalo has a webcam pointed directly at this spot 24/7. You have to figure out what time noon is in South Africa because they are pretty much just there in the afternoons. You can check it out by clicking here.
Elephants come and wiggle their way (in one case, a young male bullied his way) to get a drink from the hose and just generally frolic around under the running water. If you want a site to greet you when you arrive at a lodge; this one tops them all. At this point in the trip, I thought I had seen all the elephants I could ever want to see when we were in Chobe, but I guess that wasn’t true. This small herd would return almost every day we were there, along with other animals that walked through, including Cape buffalo, impalas, wildebeests, and others.
During our stay, we would eat out on this deck numerous times. I would sit and work on photos and write posts while the elephants drank, and other animals walked by. It could be very distracting.
I’d like to show you around, so here are some photos I took upon arrival with both my Nikon and my iPhone. Enjoy.
Here we are on the deck with the elephants taking an ussie.
Friends meeting the Tintswalo elephants.
Lunch was set for us on arrival.
The menu. I am going to learn how to make bobotie. It was delicious.
Still looking at the elephants
And still more.
We meet Michaela, the general manager. She has to be younger than our kids.
And more of the elephants posing with an old prospector. Dagnabit!
Here’s the hose coming down. They would catch water in their trunks.
More shots outdoors.
The living room of the main lodge.
Looking the other way in the living room.
The dining room in the main lodge is beautiful.
We can’t stop watching the elephants.
I mean if you had elephants at lunch…
You would look at them too…
Wouldn’t you.
They are constant companions in the afternoons.
We sat down to lunch and when we were done, it was time to see our private lodges. Each was named after a famous African explorer. We were staying in Speke named after John Hanning Speke. I love a good, stupid joke, so if someone called on the phone, I would just say, “Speak,” because that’s how his name is pronounced. ?
Here are a few pics I took of the path leading to our lodge and the inside as well. One thing to know about the path. You were not allowed to use it at night without calling the Night Porter. He would sit up all night in the main lodge, and when you called, he would come down and get you to bring you to the main lodge. The main reason for this was that elephants could walk right up to the walkway. When we arrived on the first day, they were fixing an electric fence that a rogue elephant had knocked down the night before. On our last morning there, the staff informed us that the same elephant had returned the night before, and they had to rouse the staff who scared it off by beating pots and pans. However, it still managed to damage more of the fence and a couple of trees. The night porter became our friend when he removed what we thought was a HUGE spider from our bathroom.
It was quite aways to the main lodge
Leaving the main lodge on the walkway.
There were three small lodges in each direction. You often saw wildlife just off the walkway.
Inside our lodge, this was our view from the bed. Animals would walk by all the time.
Our own plunge poll.
The bathroom. You can see the toilet closet that had an open window to the animals. The shower was the same way.
This guy came to visit us in the bathroom. He was about the size of my fist. We called the Night Porter and he dealt with it.
I was going to delve deeper into the rest of the first day, but this post is already quite lengthy. Our first major activity was going on a game drive. More about that in my next post. Keep a sharp eye open for it coming soon.
In Africa, you have space…there is a profound sense of space here, space and sky. – Thabo Mbeki
I’m not sure if you’re aware, but I always include a quote at the bottom of each post that relates to the topic. I just Google “quotes about xxxx,” and use the one I find that best fits my topic. Yesterday, when I was looking to find one to finish our first day in Johannesburg, I found one about South Africa in general. But when I was looking for it, I found the quote below by, of all people, the actor Ryan Phillipe. And it pretty much encapsulates what I want to say about Johannesburg, South Africa and pretty much the people of Africa everywhere we went. Here’s the quote:
Working in South Africa, the people in Johannesburg get under your skin. It stays with you. It’s a place I want to take my children back to. It’s a place that filled me with great joy and inspiration, but also sadness. I think it’s one of the most complex places on the planet. —Ryan Phillippe
Editor’s Note: No trip we’ve ever taken has affected me like this one did. And I realize that this discussion will seem like I have a point I can’t get to. So as much as I want you to read and understand how I feel, I won’t hold it against you if you skip all the text and look at the pictures.
When we first arrived in Cape Town, we drove from the airport to the tourist area near the harbor where we were staying. On the ride in, we noticed a number of areas that were in what I (at that time) would consider extreme poverty. Our driver explained that those were areas where the poor lived. He told us in no uncertain terms to stay out of those areas unless accompanied by someone familiar with them. We had been told the same thing by our friends at home — that certain areas were worse or slightly dangerous than others.
First, I want to mention that every South African (and those from Namibia, Zimbabwe and Botswana) we spoke to were the most open and honest people we have ever met (as a group). They were willing to discuss their countries’ triumphs and failures, as well as their foibles and achievements. We had more open and frank discussions with a wide range of people, from our guides and drivers to ship directors and nearly anyone we asked questions of. Never have I felt or heard such openness about a country I was visiting from that country’s people.
This is Delia. She guides people around a country she loves—South Africa. She is an amazing woman whom I greatly admire.
Foremost among those open to discussion was our guide, Delia. Her insights into the facts of apartheid, as well as her discussion on how far things have come and how far they still have to go to achieve true racial equality, were truly interesting and a shock to me. I am still not sure I am ready to write about it, but I do look forward to discussing it. Then, when we reached Johannesburg, our city guide, Beverleigh, joined us for dinner on our last night at the hotel, and that table for seven was one of the most eye-opening and intense conversations I have ever had while traveling.
Let’s get back to Johannesburg. AmaWaterways had planned a day for us that included an introduction to some of the charity work they do, a stop in the township of Soweto as well as visits to the Nelson Mandela home, a lecture on the diamond and gold trade (which was also open and beyond interesting to me due to the nature of the discussion of economics), followed by dinner.
I must be honest, when I first saw this day scheduled, my thought was… what a bore. Maybe I will skip it and just rest. But after hearing Delia speak about it, and Beverleigh discussing it, and the enthusiasm that Lucky (the man from Ama who had met us at the airport) showed about it, we had to go. Our first stop was the Township of Soweto. If you are unfamiliar with what a township is, I pulled this (via AI) from Google:
In South Africa, a township is a residential area established during the apartheid era to segregate non-white populations, primarily Black, Coloured, and Indian communities, from white residents. These areas were characterized by limited infrastructure, overcrowding, and socioeconomic challenges. While apartheid ended in 1994, the term “township” continues to be used to refer to these historically designated areas, which have since undergone significant transformation.
As we drive to Soweto, the things we see outside our windows get progressively worse. The poverty and conditions start at a level below what would be considered the poverty line in the USA, and they go down from there. No running water, no toilets except for some porta-potties, no facilities to wash clothes, no place to wash yourself on a regular basis, and eventually, nothing. Lucky told us how bad it was, and his stories were worse than what we were seeing. Garbage was everywhere. Not because people didn’t care, but because there was nowhere else to put it. One large apartment-size bin that would have served 100 apartments in the USA and been picked up once a week had to serve thousands of people and be picked up once a month.
We finally pulled into a part of Soweto that was as bad as anything we had seen. Lucky told us that his new trainee, Colin, would take over the tour from here because Colin lived here…in this part of Soweto. Colin invited us to leave the bus and walk through the area. He said not to take photos of adults unless we asked permission first, but that kids would happily say, “Shoot me!” and want us to take their photos. We walked through some of the saddest urban blight I have ever seen and finally reached an oasis in the midst of all the despair. That oasis was the Kliptown Youth Program. It is a school, a community center, and so much more. They had an American donor who was introduced to the place via AmaWaterways. They gave the center $2.5 million to build the building, and since then, Ama and their guests have supported the center in many ways.
When we got to the center, we met Thando Bezana. He is one of the many people who run the center. Over the next two hours, we toured the center and discovered how incredibly successful they have been in helping kids achieve success. Touring the center and walking through Soweto was one of the most eye-opening experiences of my life. I think I will shut up here and let you see some photos I took that day. We will start with a walk through a part of Soweto. Don’t forget; if you click the first shot, you can scroll through with your arrow keys or by swiping. And PLEASE…don’t look at my photography on a phone. Please…
Our guide Collen grew up no more than a few hundred feet of the center.
Soweto scenes
Our group walks through
Some great and very cute kids.
More Soweto sceneds
Soweto
Soweto
Soweto
More Soweto kids
Those ports-potties are the only toilets in this entire area.
Soweto
Soweto living.
The floors were very interesting. A combination of every scavenged floor material you can imagine.
This is where the laundry is done for hundreds of people. It is also the only source of fresh water in the community.
Laundry done at the communal water source.
A couple of things to add about this walk. We went into a home, but I didn’t feel comfortable taking photos inside. It was dark, and it smelled of the paraffin stove they used for cooking indoors. There was makeshift furniture and no electricity or running water. Outside, laundry that had been done at the local faucet (the area’s only running water) was hanging out to dry. It was both a home and total squalor.
However, the most remarkable aspect was the people who lived here. They may live the hardest life I have ever seen in a modern city, and yet their spirit seems indomitable. Smiles were on the faces everywhere we looked, especially those of the children. The adults we saw seemed to genuinely love their kids and were great parents, trying as hard as they could, but just unable to break free and move on.
But one reason to rejoice in the midst of all this was the aforementioned Kliptown Youth program. Here are the photos I took at their center.
The entrance to KYP
Our host, Thando talks to AJ. It turns out that a school near where AJ and Diane live in the Bay Area supports this program.
Successes are celebrated.
Kids are kids.
They have quite the computer lab…
With donated computers that are outdated in our world but state of the art in theirs.
I love a good street portrait.
Kids at lunch. You would neve know they live in such abject poverty.
Center goals for 2025.
The original center.
These guys danced for us representing the center.
Kathleen and I have decided that this will now be our chosen charity. The good work they are doing there is making a dent in one of the worst situations I have ever seen. It is not a solution. As I discussed later with A.J., this problem is generational. But it has to start somewhere, and KlypTown is a good place to make that happen. If you are interested in exploring this further, you can see their website by clicking here. I encourage you to take a look.
Here’s a quick video of the guys dancing. They were amazing and talented.
After our emotional morning at KYP, it was time to immerse ourselves in some South African history by first visiting the home of Nelson Mandela. I don’t have to say anything about apartheid or Mandela, because it is almost certain you know the story. Imprisoned for years, he is finally able to unite his country and put all of apartheid in the past (we later found that sadly, that was not true). After that visit, we headed to another neighborhood to visit and have lunch at the last home he lived in prior to his death. Lunch was wonderful, and it was wonderful seeing both homes. Mandela is to South Africans what George Washington is to the United States. Just about ten times more important. His photo and legacy are everywhere. Not only is it on the 100 rand note, but his face is on every single other piece of money I had in my pocket from 10 rand notes. We were shown around the house by David, a grad student who knew his stuff and explained the complicated relationship between Winnie and Nelson Mandela. It was a great experience. Here are some photos I took while at the two houses and on the street outside, where dance groups were circling constantly looking for tips.
One set of dancers we saw before we went in the house.
Entering house.
David our guide.
Back outside, dancers still there.
Our guide Lucky, decided to let these guys perform for us.
They were pretty good
And the provided me with some great facial shots.
And some fun action.
Like this…
And this.
Finally lunch at the home where Mandela lived after he retired.
A beautiful place in the middle of a traditional white neighborhood.
That has been turned into a restaurant by Mandela’s personal chef.
After our lunch, we had a free afternoon. Some of the folks wanted to shop, so the bus dropped them off at an upscale shopping mall. Others, like us wanted to go back to the hotel, Kathleen to nap and try not to cough, and I wanted to work on a post. But first, we needed just a couple of things from a local pharmacy. The hotel provided us with a driver and van (at no cost) to transport us to the pharmacy (approximately eight to ten blocks away), wait for us while we shopped, and then return us to the hotel. I mention this mundane piece of information because in any other city that we have ever visited, I would have just walked those eight to ten blocks and picked up what we needed. While driving there and waiting with the driver, he and I had a frank discussion about the security at the hotel, the reasons that I couldn’t have walked, the fact that in Cape Town we were told not to leave the tourist area and why we should feel unsafe.
Some quick stats that blew us away:
Overall Unemployment:
South Africa’s official unemployment rate rose to 32.9% in the first quarter of 2025.
Expanded Unemployment:
The expanded unemployment rate, which includes those who have given up looking for work, is 43.1%.
Youth Unemployment:
The unemployment rate among young people is particularly high, with one report indicating it was 53.5% in the first quarter of 2022.
Gender Disparities:
Women generally experience higher unemployment rates than men.
Racial Disparities:
Black Africans face significantly higher unemployment rates compared to other racial groups.
When you put all this together, you get a country and urban area that is primed for crime. People have to steal just to survive. And there are no jobs. And the jobs that exist for those at the bottom of the spectrum (youth, Black Africans, and women) pay very poorly. (The minimum wage in South Africa is R28.79 per hour—equal to $1.64. That’s $65 for a 40 hour week and $261 for a month.) No wonder places like Soweto still exist.
After our free time ended, we gathered in a hotel meeting room for drinks and a quick talk (about an hour) about the gold, diamond, and precious mineral trade in South Africa, and how it shaped the country’s history and continues to do so today. A historian specializing in South African history (whose name I can’t recall) joined us to provide facts. She was very knowledgeable and knew her stuff. As it turns out, South Africa is one of the richest countries in the world in terms of natural resources. They are among the top producers of gold, diamonds, platinum, and many other precious minerals that keep the world turning. However, much of South Africa’s wealth has been, and still is, owned and exploited by foreign interests.
When she finished, a question-and-answer session followed, and she was joined by Beverleigh, our Johannesburg AmaWaterways specialist. Both were very candid. I asked, “Why, when Mandela took over, considering his relationship with Castro and other socialists, why did he and his party not nationalize the mines and the sources of these other minerals?” Their answer saddened me. The answer that both women gave was that Mandela had to contend with other, mostly Western countries dictating terms to him. If he wanted recognition and support for the new government, then they needed to back off on any thoughts of socialism or nationalization of the white, foreign business interests.
I guess that about sums it up. Our day concluded with the aforementioned dinner conversation. My conclusions, (yes, I know I need to do more research) were that we (the rest of the world) have been exploiting this country and others in Africa and still are, to the detriment of its people. And to make matters worse, while we were in the country for less than two weeks, there were at least two breaking news stories about national corruption in the South African government.
Now that I have said all that, I must tell you that in over 20 years of travel, visiting 55 countries, we have NEVER experienced better service—complete with smiles and genuine graciousness—than the service and caring we received in Southern Africa. These are people who have been downtrodden for so long, yet their spirit is incredible. Some of the hardest working and most joyful people we have ever encountered. Even in Soweto, or in a village just beginning to form alongside a river in Namibia, or among those still living under the shadow of colonialism in Victoria Falls, there was happiness and authentic caring. People going above and beyond to take care of us.
I’m about to step down from my high horse. Please just understand that I (like Ryan Phillipe) have very mixed feelings about Africa, but I completely appreciate the openness and spirit of its people. Let’s wrap this up on a positive note with one more video showing some of those incredible dancers.
PS: I will be back tomorrow with more animals from our four day trip to Tintswalo Safari Lodge just outside Kruger National Park.
Editor’s Note: I had this post all done and ready to go last night and then I remembered that I could show you on a map what a game drive looked like. I have an app on my phone that tracks where I walk by GPS. It’s called Map My Walk. When you are done it gives you a map that shows you how far you walked and where you hit every mile and your stats. On our morning drive on the last day, I just happened to think as we were driving away, that I should turn it on. This was the result. You can see how absolutely crazy the drive is. The total miles on this drive was almost 17. We were out there for three hours and 28 minutes. Just thought it might be a fun thing for you to see.
