Our guide told us it would only take an hour, so we excitedly hopped on the bus and started our way to Lake Nukuru National Park. After four hours of driving on the bumpiest road in history I felt like I had been rooted up the arse, but it was worth it. I engaged several species in the international game of “who can outstare the other” and I won every single round. I beat the baboons, the wilderbeasts, the antelopes and gazelles, the zebras and about six thousand flamingoes. The rhinoceroses and giraffes saw me coming and backed away, admitting defeat on behalf of their mammlian teams.

Ah, it’s good to be on top.

Heading home tomorrow, and looking forward to a lazy morning to read and recuperate from the long hours spent today and the large conversations held over the past week. I leave for the airport at about 230pm on Thursday and get home about 130pm on Saturday. Blech. I miss the family a lot right now, which is only going to make the journey seem longer.