After a long day in the truck chasing animals the sun started to go down so it was time to camp. This time we dropped the young people off at their campsite with their tents.
What we didn’t expect, was another hours drive into the middle of the Serengeti is search of our accommodation, but that is what happened and 12 hours in that truck is enough for anyone’s rear end.
Initially the camp didn’t look overly impressive, and Wooksie quickly observed that the accommodation bore a striking resemblance to a tent. I pointed out that it was a very large Bedouin type structure, but there was no escaping that it was made from canvas.
After the first night of surreal comfort in the middle of nowhere, the reality of sleeping on the Serengeti became real. Once checked in we had to be escorted by the porters, who were armed with paraphernalia to discourage wild animals.
We had some interesting neighbours, notably water buffalos and wart hogs, and we didn’t want to be bumping into any of them in the dark or in fact the daylight.
Each room was equipped with walky talky radios so we could call for help in the night should there be any problems as they didn’t want people wandering around in the dark.
I had a wonderful nights kip but not so good for Wooksie. Apparently a water buffalo had taken a shine to our tent and had been rubbing itself on the veranda all night, the hyena had been howling away, the giraffe had been munching in the trees and the little wart hogs had been snorting away.
These things are sent to try us I explained to a bleary eyed Wooksie who was lacking her usual sense of humour.
When we met up with the young people, they had even more issues in the night with elephants wandering around the camp site, its a dangerous place !
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