“OMG, Monkeys!!!” That’s what everyone says when they see monkeys hanging around, but believe me after you get to know them, you’ll change your tune.
The lodge we’re camping behind in Chobe is located along the Chobe River (which becomes the Okavango River). The location is inspiringly beautiful, with the river, tall trees with green leaves, Elephants, Hippos, and monkeys. Lots and lots of monkeys.
Usually, I groan inwardly whenever I’m told that I have to get up at 5 am and it’s not related to work where I actually get paid money to be awake at that time. But when the reason is a 6:00 a.m. Game Drive, I don’t really mind. Actually, I’m pretty sure most people wouldn’t mind.
I rocked up to reception wearing a long sleeve shirt, a t-shirt, a sweater, my cargo pants, socks, my flip flops and a warm pashmina type scarf. I am not new to going on a Game Drive in the wee hours of the morning or late at night when the air is crisp and cool.
Our first-night camping in Africa was like most camping experiences. We were at a camp ground, our tents were set up on the grass, near some trees, I could find the bathrooms and the air was fresh and cool in the morning. Bush camping in the Serengeti, however, added some very different elements.
You know you watch too many Disney movies (or animated movies in general) when you refer to animals by their animated names. Such was the case during my 2-day safari in the Serengeti National Park. After a full morning (and mid-afternoon) in the Ngorongoro Crater, we were off to the Serengeti National Park. Some of us were a bit disappointed that we didn’t get to see Giraffes or Elephants in the Ngorongoro Crater, but we appeased ourselves with the prospect of seeing them in the Serengeti. We were going to be bush camping there, after all, we’re almost definitely going to see them. We ignored the very bumpy road from Ngorongoro to the Serengeti as we chatted excitedly about what we might see.
ZEBRAS!!! Our Jeep rolled to a stop at the top of a hill. We were surrounded by Acacia trees and there was a small rusted green gate ahead of us. Bachu, our driver, had stepped out of the jeep and began to remove three panels from the roof, letting the heat and the sunshine into the car. We squealed with excitement as each of us (there were 5 of us in the jeep) rose from our seat, took off our flip flops, stepped onto the seat and stood up so we could see outside. It's day two of my Classic Journeys trip with Intrepid from Kenya to Cape Town and I am over the moon happy.