Thanks for all of the compliments! Sorry about the non-updating-ness. I have been working a lot of hours lately, and also (if you hadn't noticed) have been doing some coding.
And that's a very good question, Dandelion Mane...
I woke up, only half refreshed due to my restlessness night. I wipe the dirt from my clothes, standing to meet the savannah sun's warm rays on my face. I look at my reflection in a bucket of water; where my tears had ran, dirt was now caked. I went down to the river to wash, hoping not to just rid myself of the dirt, but also of the horror of yesterday. I walked down to the bank, and the river was full of Lesser Flamingos! At seeing me, they emitted their distinct noise, but were generally unimpressed with my presence.
I return back to camp, feeling refreshed and much better overall. Looking around, I notice once again that Adebanke is not here this morning. Writing it off as a morning ritual for her, I head out with my camera to see what Africa wishes to show me on this great day.
I locate what seems to be a well worn path not far from the camp. I decide to follow it, as it seems that many hooves have followed this, though how long ago I couldn't tell. I am reassured that it has indeed been followed by some ungulate recently when I find a reasonably sized pile of excrement not far from the path.
As I followed the path, I could hear in the distance some grunting. Of course, curiosity got the better of me and I went to check it out. I am so glad that I did!
As far as I could see, Wildebeest were covering the savannah. I saw a few jumping and frolicing in the elephant grass, while some were a little more reserved and were simply grazing upon it. I witnessed a few males getting ready to fight with each other, and I remembered that it was probably mating season for quite a few of the African animals.
Some, I noticed, were very dirty.
I saw at the horizon some tall, moving figures behind the wildebeest, and new them to be the world's tallest animal: the giraffe!
I went in closer, and saw that they were all headed in the same direction: a watering hole that rains before I had arrived had created. One giraffe bowed down to take a sip, and I couldn't help but snap a shot.
To be continued...
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