aka That time I went on safari.
I was on the fence about going on safari while I was in Tanzania. Then everyone I talked to said I had to go while here, so that plus the fact that the Serengeti is just hours away, kind of decided for me. So this last weekend I went on a short 3-day safari to Serengeti and Ngorongoro crater. I went with two Canadians and a Brit: Jess (Brit), Elanor (Canadian), and Candy (Canadian). It was a really fun group, we had such a blast together. I am now so glad I went. I mean, you know you're going to see animals, but I had no idea what really happens on safari. So here's what happened to me.
Day 1: Friday
I live in Moshi, the other girls live about 10 minutes from where I live. Our driver/guide and cook picked up the other girls first then swung by to pick me up around 0615. As I walked to the guardhouse to wait for my ride, Kili was looking beautiful that morning. I should have taken a picture. Kilimanjaro is often obscured by clouds, but that morning was clear and the sun was just rising, making her look orange and absolutely stunning. Our land cruiser for the weekend arrived, and I piled in. I met Frank (our guide/driver) and Mchina (our cook). We headed out towards Arusha and then on towards Ngorongoro and Serengeti, making a few stops along the way for errands like to pick up our boxed lunches and other food supplies.
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Frank. |
Then we drove. We passed through Arusha and continued on; there were many Maasai villages, and we saw countless sheep, cows, and goats, each flock attended by Maasai in their bright red or blue or purple plaid cloths. There was a glimpse of something I don't want to forget but that I didn't get a picture of: I looked over my shoulder and saw a Maasai running after his flock of cows; he and the animals were partially obscured by dust so the colors of everything blended together into shades of brown, and I don't know why it was so beautiful to me but I want to remember it.
The landscape as we drove was gorgeous. There was one point when I felt suddenly disoriented because I felt like I was driving through the American west, and then we passed stick and mud buildings with locals outside and I remembered where I was. But it was odd. Something about the browns and greens reminded me of the Southwest, although the mountains were very different. The mountains were green, not the purple color of Tucson mountains. Changes in the terrain here seemed to happen fairly quickly. One minute we'd be driving through desert, and the next we'd be surrounded by green hills. It was definitely not a boring drive.
We stopped for lunch inside the conservation area for Ngorongoro crater, at a spot where a lot of safari vehicles apparently break for lunch. There was an open area with cut logs for seats, so we took our boxed lunches and headed for a sunny spot, as it was actually quite cool out. Our guide told us to take shelter under the trees though, because apparently the birds there have been known to try to take off with your food. So we moved under a tree and opened our lunches to see what we had. Aside from Jess's vegetarian option, we all had burgers, a piece of chicken, a banana, and a muffin. I ate my chicken, and felt something whiz past my head. I felt my hair and asked if anyone had seen anything; they all said no. I shrugged, finished my chicken, and picked up my burger. I had it in both hands, right in front of my face, ready to take a bit, when I FELT something whiz past me again, this time in front of me. I hadn't seen anything though, so I went back to take a bite of my burger and noticed
a piece of the bun was missing. I said, "um guys, did you see a hawk try to swipe my lunch?" They all said they hadn't and I told them that a hawk just grabbed at my burger, and no one believed me until I showed them the piece that was missing, and then we all freaked out a little bit. I started laughing so hard I was embarrassed by how loud I was laughing, but the whole thing was just ridiculous. We noticed more birds circling other lunchers and laughed as the birds dove at people. I tore the surrounding pieces of bread off my bun and proceeded to eat, keeping a more watchful eye on my food, though the rest of the lunch proceeded without incident and we hurried to finish to get back on the road. The most insane thing about it though, was that the hawk dove and took off so fast that nobody even saw it, not even ME, and I was holding the thing inches away from my face. As Elanor would say: TIA. Or, This Is Africa. Just roll with it.
We made it to Serengeti and got out to use the bathroom and take pictures. Had I known this would be my last chance for a couple days to use a Western-style toilet (as opposed to a hole in the ground) I would have appreciated it more. But we enjoyed the view and got back in the car to head into the actual park.
Literally within 5 minutes of entering the park we saw a female lion, and she had cubs underneath a tree. I was like, TIA!!! Little did we know that was the first of around 40 lions we would see over the next 3 days. But seeing that first lion got us pretty pumped about our little safari. We then continued on the road, and we got our first flat. Yes, our first. I'll tell you about the second one a little later. The tire made an audible noise as it ruptured and we all kind of went "oh no." But the guys got out with a "no big deal" attitude and we asked if we needed to get out of the car. They said no, and even left the car running. We should have timed it, but we were moving again within probably 15 minutes max. When the guys got back in we all cheered.
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the first lion is in the background. We saw MANY more. |
We spent the next few hours driving around the park, seeing zebras and wildebeests and gazelles and ostriches and elephants and lions and warthogs and even a leopard! Apparently seeing a leopard is a pretty rare thing. The guides all have radios in their land cruisers that they use to tell each other when they see something cool. They speak in Swahili though obviously, so none of us really knew what they were ever talking about, and our guide never told us, in case we got there and didn't see anything. He didn't want us getting excited and then being disappointed. So anyway, the radio's buzzing away, and we drive to a spot where we see several other safari vehicles parked; we would come to learn that when you see several vehicles in one spot, that probably means there's something worth seeing. But anyway, we pull up and see a leopard nearby. I am a terrible judge of distances, but she was close enough that I could see her just fine. We watched for a moment as she stalked over to a tree and then climbed up the trunk and settled into the branches. We watched for another moment, took several pictures, and moved on. We saw lots of animals just in those first few hours, which was awesome.
An hour or so before dark, we headed to our campsite for the night. The awesome thing about basically paying to go camping is that someone else does all of the not-fun camping jobs for you. It was amazing. Our tent was set up for us, and we just loaded our stuff in and set up our beds. As we were coming back from using the bathroom, there was an elephant practically in our campsite. It was so close. I got so excited and started jogging towards it, and Jess was all "Jael I don't think you should do that..." but she followed me. And then Frank appeared, waving his arms and yelling at us to stop. Apparently he was afraid of the elephant goring and/or trampling us.
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the elephant that was almost on top of our camp. |
Anyway, we got settled in the tent and then we sat around a table, complete with a Maasai plaid tablecloth, and drank hot chocolate and ate popcorn while we waited for dinner to be brought to us. I loved it. It was the best camping ever. If I had had a cot, I totally would have called it glamping. But anyway, dinner that night was leek soup, followed by spaghetti with some sort of meat sauce with vegetables (just veg for Jess), and fruit. There may have been something else as well, but I forget. We left our dishes for Mchina to clean up (amazing) and got ready for bed. All four of us were in a tent and fit snugly.
Day 2: Saturday
The next day we woke up at 0530, got dressed and packed up our stuff and were at the breakfast table a little before 0600. We had more hot chocolate while we waited for breakfast. That hot chocolate was amazing, and it was served with every meal. It was just Cadbury "cocoa" and the ingredients were "cocoa and flavorings." So there was also dried milk (with vegetable fat) and sugar (sugar in Tanzania is different-it looks more like Sugar in the Raw, if you've seen that in the grocery store) and we would mix it up as we liked. I don't know if it's just because we were camping or what, but it was the best hot cocoa ever. So breakfast that morning was served pretty promptly at 0600, and we had toast, fruit, beans (for the Brit, I'm guessing), sausage, eggs, and crepes. Elanor goes, "this is not camping breakfast, this is like fancy Mother's day breakfast." And it really was, it was awesome.
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our campsite. |
After breakfast we headed out. We saw elephants right outside our camp, and within two minutes of driving we saw a lion on an outcropping of rocks. We ooh'ed and aah'ed and drove on. A few minutes later someone said "that lion was really close to camp." Um, yeah....Hmm.
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getting started in the morning, outside the campsite. |
A few minutes before 8 we came on 11 lions sleeping under a tree, right by a water hole. We gasped and freaked appropriately and took copious amounts of pictures. Then Frank radioed it out to the other cars, and two other cars showed up. Then one of the lions sat up, alert, staring away from our cars. We followed her eyes and saw a zebra. Just one zebra, walking slowly towards us. We all gasped again, and two more lions sat up and looked at the zebra. One of the lions slipped away to the left, stalking stealthily and finding a spot to sit and watch the lion away from the others. Another lion stalked behind one of the other safari vehicles, hiding behind its back tire. Another lion stalked to the right, and crouched, waiting. By this time we were all mesmerized, waiting to see what would happen, and climbing on top of the car to get a better view. The zebra was walking very cautiously, stopping now and again to twitch her ears and look around. I don't know how she didn't see the gigantic pile of lions laying a few yards in front of her. So she goes down to the water hole and starts to drink. Suddenly, the lion that had been waiting to the left starts to move. The other lions sit up and start to move, and everything happens at once. The lions are going for the zebra, Frank is yelling at Elanor to get off the car, and all three safari vehicles peel out 15 yards away to get front-row seats of the kill. It was amazing. One of the most breath-taking things I have ever seen. Elanor, who has spent 6 months of each year for the past 3 years in Africa, said it was "the biggest TIA moment I've ever had." The lions take the zebra down and then they're all chill again, like "oh, let's just have a leisurely breakfast." A few of the lions start chewing at the zebra, a few others are playing and wrestling with each other, a couple start lounging again. It was absolutely nuts. We watched for probably another 40 minutes while the lions ate the zebra. They tore the back legs open first, and we were initially confused about what body part we were seeing come out the back end of the zebra. It was a large membranous sack. Then one of the lions tore it open and we saw the black and white stripes tumble out of the sack. The zebra had been pregnant. We were horrified but enthralled by it at the same time. Then one of the lions ran off with the zebra's tail, another ran off with the baby zebra, and another lion finally opened up the zebra's head, after several of them had been gnawing at it for some time. After a while we eventually had enough of watching the lions eat, and we moved on.
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sleeping.
Photo cred: Elenor |
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the zebra's been spotted.
Photo cred: Elenor |
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using the car as cover.
photo cred: Kandi |
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getting into position...
Photo cred: Elenor |
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GOOO!!!
Photo cred: Elenor |
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breakfast.
Photo cred: Elenor |
Watching the lion kill was the highlight, but we saw lots of cool animals that day. It was so funny, because when we were driving to Serengeti, Frank asked each of us what we wanted to see. I said I didn't care what else happened, I had to take a picture with a lion. That happened in the first five minutes. Jess said she wanted to see a leopard. We saw that the first day too, despite sightings being relatively rare. Elanor said she wanted to see hippos. We saw those several times. Candy didn't really care. As each thing got checked off our lists though, we kept getting bigger. Elanor said she wanted to see a kill. We saw a kill our second day. We wanted to see a rhino. We saw a rhino our third day. Frank goes "you are very lucky girls," he said that several times. And we really were; we went on a super short safari and saw absolutely everything we wanted to see, except for a cheetah. But it was really awesome, I think we had an amazing safari. We just drove along, and I spent most of the day standing with my head and shoulders out of the top of the car, feet planted and knees soft, just kind of swaying as we bounced along the bumpy dirt trails. It was wonderful. At one point we were talking about how beautiful everything was and I mentioned how alive I felt and how happy I was to be alive, and everyone just sort of added their feelings of agreement. It was a really good day.
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the second flat tire. |
Anyway, we went back to camp for a late lunch and then packed up and headed out of the park around 1300. We only paid for a 24-hour permit for the park, so we needed to be out by 1500. We thought we had plenty of time, it hadn't taken that long to get into the park. But then we got our second flat, maybe 25 km or so from the park entrance. Our safari car carries two spare tires, and we had only used one, so we thought it would be no big deal, like last time. But Frank and Mchina were talking in Swahili, and it sounded like something was wrong. Turns out, our second spare was also flat. So we were stuck on the side of the road in the Serengeti, hoping someone would come along and give us a spare tire. The problem we found is that people heading into the park wouldn't give up their spares, in case they needed them in the park, and we were leaving at an odd time because we needed to get to Ngorongoro and make camp before dark, so other people weren't heading out yet. So we were stuck. We waited for about two hours, and several cars passed us heading in, but none passed us heading out. A few of the cars heading in warned us that there was a lion just up the road. We had been out of the car because it was hot and we were tired of sitting. Then us girls just decided to be on lion watch, so we took turns scanning the horizon for potential predators. Ha. Anyway, after a couple of hours someone heading in apparently knew our cook, and gave us a tire! Hallelujah. We were on our way again. Unfortunately, now we were late coming out of the park. The park fees are pretty expensive, and we were worried about having to pay for an extra day when we were only about 45 minutes late. We got to the park entrance and us girls went to the bathroom while Frank went and talked to the equivalent of park rangers. We reconnoitered at the car and Frank said we didn't have to pay for the extra day. We were all relieved; then when one ranger checked our permit as we exited, Mchina took some cash and got out and walked to the office. He came back, and we left. We waited til we left the park, and then Elanor goes, "Frank, when we give a little cash like that in India we call it
baksheesh. In Canada we call it bribery. What do we call it in Tanzania?" And Frank laughed and said it is also
baksheesh, but eventually we learned that the Swahili term is
kitu kidogo, which means "a little something." And that is the story of the time we bribed park rangers.
Frank drove REALLY fast and we got to our campsite on the top of Ngorongoro crater around 1730. It was already chilly on top of the crater, and windy, and it looked like it was going to rain, so us girls set up our own tent before the rain started coming down. We were honestly doing just fine, although Mchina did come over to help us finish. The wind was whipping like crazy and it started to sprinkle, so once we had our beds set up we put on as many layers as we had and laid in our beds for a while and lamented the fact that it was going to be freezing that night. The other girls made me go check on what Mchina was doing and to see if we had a table set up yet, and we DID, and there was hot cocoa fixings there, so we went and sat and drank a whole thermos-worth of hot cocoa and ate popcorn while we waited for dinner. There was a smallish concrete building that was semi-open to air; there were half-height concrete walls topped by wire mesh, presumably to keep the animals out. Elenor made the comment that it looked like a refugee camp in the little dining hall area, and I laughed because it was kind of true. The building was filled with tables and disheveled-looking campers from all over. The girls I was with were really fun, and our mealtime conversations were pretty hilarious. I think one of the fun things about traveling to somewhere like East Africa is that you meet people from different places who are all there doing something interesting. For instance, Elenor is one of the founders of
Femme International, a non-profit that focuses on providing menstrual health education to women and girls in East Africa. Oh, and she's my age. Ha. Candy is also a nurse, my age, and working on her master's, but she's volunteering with one of the health clinics here and has been going around in "caravans," or mobile health clinics to some of the remote villages and communities to provide basic health care. She's been here for a month or two and is staying until January. And then Jess is the baby, I believe she's 23 and is here volunteering at one of the youth programs and teaching art and photography classes. Very fun and different group of girls, and I am glad I got to go on safari with them.
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lookin a little rough our second night. |
Anyway, after we ate we went to bed and OH MY GOSH it was cold. I didn't want to pay $20 to rent a sleeping bag so I just brought a blanket and a sheet and slept on top of the mattress pad, which was provided. In the Serengeti that was fine, it was warm. At Ngorongoro I was cold and damp and reasonably miserable. Not the worst night's sleep I've ever had, but not the greatest either. We're laying there though and I'm chatting with Paul on my phone because I have 3G internet speed, which is faster than what I often get at the doctor's compound, and Elenor goes, "hey Jael, remember that time we were at the top of Ngorongoro crater and you had f*&%ing 3G??" I had faster internet in the middle of the Serengeti, too. Random. Anyway, as soon as I got in bed I went "shoot, I have to pee." But it was raining, ya know? So I just held it and laid there and couldn't sleep, until finally at 2100 it stopped raining and I tried to quietly unzip the tent so I wouldn't wake anybody up, and then rather than pee in the holes in the bathroom, where the floors were covered in urine and feces because white girls can't aim at a hole in the floor, I peed outside. Then I heard the tent zip close and I thought "eff," because I had left the door open so I would have to zip/unzip it as few times as possible, but apparently the wind had flapped and woken up Jess. Whoops. Anyway, I was finally able to sleep for a couple hours.
Day 3: Monday
Today! We woke up at 0500 and breakfasted at 0530. We were the first ones up and eating and the first ones out of the campsite, by 0610. We bundled up (I had two pairs of pants on) and headed down into the crater. Top of our list of things to see were: live baby animals, a rhino, elephants up close, and a cheetah. We didn't see a cheetah, but we saw everything else. Although, the closest we ever got to an elephant was the one in our campsite that first night. We saw baby hippos, baby lions, baby hyenas, baby elephants, and baby zebra. We saw a rhino, which completed our sightings of the Big 5. We did not see a cheetah, but we drove around the crater for a while, from one end to the other. It seems massive, but the crater floor is 100 square miles, compared to the Serengeti, which is like 5700 square miles. So we drove around the crater and saw tons of wildebeests and zebras and such, and took a bathroom break by a water hole filled with hippos. Then we tried to see elephants up close one more time, and finally Frank turns to us around 1030 and says "we can keep going, but you will see the same things you have already seen. Do you want to keep driving around the crater or do you want to go home?" We had planned on leaving around 11 or 12 anyway, so we decided to go a little early, as the only thing we really hadn't seen was a cheetah, and we decided that was pretty dang awesome. So we went and picked up Mchina and our camping supplies and headed out.
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Photo cred: Elenor
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You don't need to wear "safari clothes" on safari! |
I got dropped off just before 1700 and immediately went to take a shower. My hair was so knotted and dusty I couldn't get my fingers through it. I took a freezing cold shower (I've learned that the trick is to keep breathing--the water doesn't hurt so bad) and washed my hair twice, and scrubbed my face and body. It felt so good. This trip was absolutely amazing, I am so glad I went. When I heard "safari" beforehand, it was like, "yeah okay, we'll see some animals," but I had no idea what it was actually like. I had such an awesome experience. Also, I learned that "safari clothes" are so not necessary. We took a bathroom break once and there was a caravan of older adults wearing olive green and khaki, with so many pockets I couldn't even count, and thick intense hiking boots with long socks and massive sun hats. The thing that you don't necessarily realize before you go though, is that you are literally going to be sitting in a car the entire time. Like, the WHOLE time. There's also a choice between staying at lodges or camping while on safari, and if you stay in a lodge I cannot think of a single reason why you couldn't just wear normal clothes. Heck, in Ngorongoro, if I were to go again I would wear jeans, because they are warm. In Serengeti I would probably wear a maxi dress, because they're cool and breezy and comfortable. Think more "what would I wear on a road trip?" rather than "what do I think I should wear on safari?" Because you want to be comfortable. And all of those pockets are not necessary. If you are going to be camping, then wear "camping" clothes I guess, and I would probably bring both close and open-toed shoes. I was glad I had my sandals in the Serengeti, and REALLY glad I had close-toed shoes in the bathrooms at the campground.
Anyway, it was a wonderful weekend and we may have been lucky with what we got to see, but I would still recommend a safari if you happen to be in East Africa. I don't know that I would go to Africa specifically to go on safari, but if you are there anyway, you should definitely go.
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Elenor, me, Jess, Candy |