Unfortunately, it was raining so we had to sprint across the tarmac, cram onto a bus, ride to another terminal, go through immigration, wait for our bags, find our driver among a crowd of people holding signs, wait for the rest of our group and then drive to our hotel. Ugh.
Do you see any zebras or giraffes or warthogs or anything? Yeah, me neither.
But the next day, after a good long sleep, we met our guide and actually drove into the park and saw plenty of things that were way better than the toad. The only reason this park exists is because the city grew around it until all the remaining animals were smushed together and someone decided to throw a fence around it. Nevertheless, it's still pretty great.
Endangered Black Rhino
We saw two black rhino which is kinda amazing considering that most of these guys get shot and their horns sawed off to make dagger handles and Chinese viagra.
We saw two black rhino which is kinda amazing considering that most of these guys get shot and their horns sawed off to make dagger handles and Chinese viagra.
Some zebras horsing around
Did you hear about the giraffe race? It was neck to neck the whole way.
Ah, yes this is Africa. Of course, this is also Africa:
Traffic free for all. Did not see one single traffic light in the whole country.
Just like Whole Foods
Ever wonder how they make those charcoal briquettes?
It's pretty much like Target on any given Saturday
It was crowded and dusty and crazy till we cleared the outskirts of Nairobi and then we got our first looks at the countryside as we headed to the border with Tanzania at Namanga and our next stop Gibbs Farm outside of Arusha.
After an entire day of roads like this, dodging potholes and swallowing dust we arrived at a little oasis of a coffee farm and were greeted with mango juice and a hot towel to wipe the dust off our faces.
I had a farm in Africa (use Meryl Streep's voice)
This place was like a little Eden with lush landscaping, gourmet meals and these amazing Out of Africa inspired rooms.
See, not too shabby
See that big ol' stone tub? I tried to get Fred to wash my hair like Robert Redford did for Meryl Streep in Out of Africa while reciting poetry. He pretended he had never heard of Robert Redford, or seen the movie or knew any poetry that didn't start out with "There once was a girl from Nantucket".
This shot pretty much sums up our whole trip.
The original Mr. Coffee. One non-fat, grande latte to go please.
Relax Fred you've got lots of time to learn those 465 new species of birds
Here are a few shots of the birdies that were around the grounds of the coffee farm:
Cinnamon-chested Bee-eater
Beautiful Sunbird
Blue-capped Cordon-bleu
Honestly, I could have just stayed at the farm but then I would have missed this:
That's the Bill Clinton, Barack Obama, Mrs. Obama and Hillary Clinton shopping mall. I bet they don't even know they've been honored this way.
But, politics and shopping aside, this is not why I came to Africa. This is why I came to Africa:
Yep, that's the Ngorongoro Crater with a double rainbow I might add. The largest caldera in the world. It's a vast expanse of plains, highlands, forests and filled to the brim with mammals that would enjoy nothing better than to nibble your bum.
This was the tribe we were traveling with. Five post-menopausal women and Fred, but then again isn't that how all great adventure stories start out.
We stayed at the Ngorongoro Wildlife Lodge which looks out onto the crater.
This was the view from the outdoor balcony where you could sit and have a beer or a glass of vino. Speaking of wine, I went down from our room one evening and ordered a glass while waiting for Fred from this guy:
The next day we drove down, down, down into the crater and then drove around all day dodging wildebeest by the hundreds, elephants, lions, giraffe, cape buffalo, zebras, ostrich and on and on. Here are some of the highlights:
Entrance to the Crater
Notice the leaf pattern in the ears of this Thomson's gazelle? It helps him blend, that's why he's so smug.
Don't take it so hard George, we'll get the next van load of tourists
Read my lips, no gnu taxes
Just roll that window down a little bit further, that's it nice and slow
Gazillions of Gazelles
A blonde hair, wtf Frank
Go ahead, honk that horn one more time
Gee, I wonder why it's called a secretary bird
So a hyena and a giraffe walk into a bar......
My sister Sue had a haircut just like this in high school
Oh give me a home where the cape buffalo roam
I don't know, what's gnu with you
You know why this guy is all by himself? He's been ostrichized.
My Dad had an impala but it looked nothing like this
Here are some of my favorite bird shots from the crater area:
Kori Bustard
Marabou Stork
Usambiro Barbet
Spur-winged Goose
Lilac-breasted Roller
Lappet-faced Vulture
We stopped for lunch in a designated picnic area and were immediately spotted by these:
These black kites hang out watching for unsuspecting picnickers to drop their guard then they swoop in for easy pickings. If you don't oblige and actually drop a piece of your chicken sandwich, no bother, they will snatch it right out of your hand. Our guide said the previous year one actually grabbed a sandwich out of his client's hand and managed to claw a significant gash down the side of the guy's nose in the process.
I'm staying safely under cover
Bwana Fred
Time to pack up and head to the Serengeti.
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