A: Wherever they want
February 1, 2012
You know, I’ve got so much to say, but really the most amazing thing about the whole trip was getting to see animals in their natural habitat, doing what they naturally do. We were so close to them, and they were so unfazed by the Land Rover…after giving us the once-over to make sure our intentions were benign, they generally just carried on.
Here are a few candid snapshots. Isn’t nature magical?
A post a day from now on, till I’m out of Africa material. Get it? Raise a ruckus if I fail you.
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Irretrievably Broken 
Wow, just wow. I can’t wait to hear all about the trip. If it was anything like the pictures indicate, sounds like you had a blast.
OK, I absolutely HAVE to go on safari someday. Can’t wait to hear more!
These big cats just wanted to remind you of what your little cat was considering doing on your bed at home as payback for you leaving her. I hear those felines stick together, even across oceans. Dangerous bunch.
Adore your blog. Just finished reading the whole thing (not in one sitting, mind you). The circumstances and details of our married lives are bizarrely parallel, though I’m back in the husband-found-out-about-the-emails phase. Wondering if my trajectory will be the same as yours, but mostly just appreciating the company of another traveler who’s been on a similar path. Thank you for sharing your story.
I completely love how your first series of MAJESTIC LIFECHANGING SAFARI AMAZING CREATURE pics are of large cats casually crapping. Fabulous. More! More!
Oh god, Brand New Day, I hope for your sake the trajectory is different–I’d send you a skipping-ahead potion if I could, just in case you need one. But perhaps your husband will respond differently? The dalliance that was trivial to me turned out to be unforgivable to him, though it was (in retrospect) nothing, nothing at all…except, I guess, the harbinger of doom.
Keep me posted if you can, and I certainly empathize.
This is great, I love the pictures of the big cats kinda hanging out, meatloafing, as opposed to the fabulous National Geographic shots of a majestic pride gathering or a cheetah taking down a gazelle. This reminds me of what happens sometimes when I clear out a chunk of my afternoon to take the dogs to the dog park on a nice day. I expect them to realize this is exciting and reward me be gamboling and frolicking continuously, but often times they just end up sort of milling about, or staring thoughtfully into space like the lion. I’d be a little annoyed if I schlepped them all the way to Tanzania for this, though…
“A post a day”. Um… was that every day? Looks like you had a great trip!
I know. When will I learn to stop saying things like that? Actually, I have a good excuse, but I’m sure you’d rather just have another post.
I’m going to start a blog that’s just a long list of all the ways you have failed me.
married life is quite happier than single life because you got to share what you have to someone. ;
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