Ever since watching The Lion King as a little girl, I've dreamed of going on a safari in Africa to find Simba. I imagined myself peering out of a van with binoculars seeing Simba and singing Elton John at the top of my lungs. So, needless to say, going to Africa really has been a dream come true. Last week, we got to venture out to the Maasai Mara in Kenya. It wouldn't be Africa if there weren't some glitches, but I must say that I was a bit concerned when the water pump went out in the Land Rover in the middle of our safari drive. Our driver told us we needed to get out and push so he could try starting the car - and all I could think about were the YouTube videos I had watched of people getting mauled by lions after getting out of their cars.
We hopped out and pushed the car for a bit and it still didn't start, so we got back in and waited for someone to come and pick us up. Anyway, aside from the car mishap, we got to spend some quality time driving around and looking for giraffes and rhinos and capped the night off with a bonfire and good bourbon. Let me just go on record as saying that there are few things in life that are better than the starry Kenyan sky and story swapping with Maasai warriors.