Are you sick unto death of my travel journals, Dear Reader? If so, well, I apologize. This is the last posting from Africa.
Again, I have so much fun with my Pogo Printer, being able to print out photos from the day to use at night when I sit down to journal. Sometimes it is easier to plan how to approach the daily writing by looking through and picking the photos I want to include.
The leaf in the spread above is from a plant the locals call the sandpaper bush (Ficus exasperata). The leaves are so rough that they really do use it for sandpaper. (I saw it in action.)
I collect feathers wherever I go. A wonderful teacher at ArtFest once told me that if she found a feather in front of her feet on her daily walk, she knew she was on the right path. I love that idea and now I am always on the lookout for feathers. Nonie has gotten so she hands me any feathers she spies. (I always give her any green glass I find on the beach, so I guess that's fair.)
Once I started writing about Tony, our guide on Safari, I couldn't stop. He truly was the Best of the Best---smart, funny, a fantastic communicator, organized, professional and kind. Besides he has the best smile, too!
This trip to Africa was just the best holiday. I learned so much, met such lovely people, saw so many incredible species of animals and birds, heard some great music and traveled with a most congenial group. I wouldn't change one thing. (Well, except maybe make it last longer....)
Africa has turned out to be a place I really want to explore in more depth. I hope to return before too long, maybe to South Africa this time. Or somewhere in the western part of the continent. There is so much diversity and so many places I want to explore.
It is good to have more places to inscribe on my "to visit" list.