The giraffes above seemed to be floating along in the mist, the result of desert mirage.
It's for the dust. We didn't start a life of crime...
The drivers and guides like to say, when on a bumpy road, that it's an 'African Massage.' Well, today was the deluxe version! YeeHaw! A woman sitting in the back with her Fitbit on got thousands and thousands of steps while just sitting there!
Not that I was complaining about the view...
We would have made better time if we didn't always have to stop for elephants and giraffes and baboons crossing the road! A thorn with every rose, I guess. Sigh...
A male ostrich strutting it's stuff. The females are much plainer, but are the deciders!
Hyenas feature prominently in the folklore and mythology of human cultures with which they are sympatric. Hyenas are commonly viewed as frightening and worthy of contempt. In some cultures, hyenas are thought to influence people's spirits, rob graves, and steal livestock and children. They do look creepy, with their dark faces and skulking manner.
And in the 'facts you may never have wanted to know' category: The penis-like clitoris of the female spotted hyena is used for urination, copulation, and giving birth.
I'm as dazzled as I was our first time in Africa. It's like walking onto a Disney set. But it's real!
Nothing says Africa like an Acacia Tree.
Or this noble-looking King.
This part of the trip was dedicated to meeting and interacting with a group of Maasai in their village, as well as some great animal viewing. The Maasai dress in bright colors, especially red, a nice contrast here against the sere and earth-toned backdrop.
Making fire...
Steve having a go at it...
A typical interior of their modest abodes...
With, of course, a mirror for the teenagers...
The Maasai are a beautiful people, and they do beautiful and intricate bead work.
It seems about everywhere you go in Africa, the people have a song and a dance to share with you...
And a smile...
Goats and sheep and cattle are the true currency here.
Got some water for my mom. I'm a big boy...
The dining room for our two nights in Amboseli National Park...
As the guide on our first Africa trip liked to say, "End of part one..."
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