Showing posts with label Chobe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chobe. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Sail on




**"The winds of grace are blowing all the time. It's up to us to raise our sails." --
Ramakrishna, an Indian saint

**(Or in the case of these elephants I saw in June at the Chobe River, it may mean pack and raise our trunks, jump in and swim to the other side.)

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Okavango Delta whereabouts

I got my assignment for my volunteer gig at Desert and Delta safaris, in case any of you want to book now for your time in the last Eden and wish to have me serve as your hostess. (Check out D&D's Web site to see the scene.) In April I will be in Savute Camp in the Chobe National Park. May, it's Xugana Island Camp. June, it's Camp Okavango and a bit of time at Camp Moremi. The only bad news: I'm expected to teach the staff some French words. Quelle shame. I can't even remember how to spell that! And all of you who gabbed with me on my road trip from California to Austin know that I failed to apply myself to listening to hours of Michel Thomas' French lesson CDs. Good intentions and all that.

A magical flower

A magical flower
The guide squeezes this flower and it squirts water like a water pistol

Cathy and Joe Wanzala

Cathy and Joe Wanzala
They couldn't wait to paste the Obama sticker on their car

My main man

My main man
Ernest is my trusty cab driver who blasts music as we make our way through Gabs

Ted Thomas, man of intrigue and style

Ted Thomas, man of intrigue and style
My friend, Ted, and his wife, Mary Ann, hosted a Safari Send-Off for me in Austin and treated me to a special mix of African music that already a UB student and a professor want to download.