Your writer payed the price for her Monday night shenanigans, in the morning..I was green. Something did not agree with my stomach and let’s leave it there.
But this was moving day…bye bye Nairobi and hello what we came here for…safari. Back to the airport for a small hopper flight to the bush (don’t I sound like I know what I am talking about – insert sarcasm here).
You know the scene in movies when the actor strides out onto the tarmac with a badass strut, that was me.
Upset stomach be gone, I fancied myself a rock star picking up my 16 seater and headed off for adventure. Not everyone in the group was so enamored with the idea of a small flight, but quick prayer and we were air-born.
And 45 minutes later, we landed at an airstrip that had an acacia tree as a terminal and painted white rocks as the runway lights. Vast…quiet…2 jeeps waiting for us. And a diet coke…wahooooo
More later
Hope to see you along the way