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It’s already 5 months since I returned from my ‘Trip of Lifetime’. I have not been completely idle in the interim but I can confess that, almost from the moment I landed in Heathrow to a fairytale snowscape on Christmas Eve, I have been planning my next ‘Great Escape’.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my home, my fantastic supportive family and lovely friends (I only have lovely friends, otherwise what’s the point!),  and it’s not like I haven’t had plenty to occupy me since I got home, but after a few days back in the routine I get itchy feet.  I do realise that I cannot continue to spend money without earning it but I am not anxious to return to corporate life and so take some time to focus on new career alternatives and avail myself of the external support my previous employers have been kind enough to provide. I am a gypsy at heart.  Consequently, I have spent time visiting family and friends who live that bit further away and who I didn’t have time to visit when I was working. I have even ventured to North America for a month, to do a little sales & marketing consultancy for a longstanding university friend in the aviation business. That was a great experience and learning about a new industry was fun and exciting, if a little daunting, in the time scale. I returned home certain in the knowledge that it is a direction I would much prefer to pursue, rather than a regular 9 to 5. 

In April, I celebrated a BIG BIRTHDAY but age is only a number and round numbers are worth celebrating. So I did, for a whole weekend and beyond. 
 I have more visits scheduled, to Ireland and Spain and many more I have promised to visit but still not scheduled. Still, it’s not enough. I miss the buzz of the unknown. My itchy feet demand adventure, new experiences, and even a little hardship to encourage me to appreciate what I have waiting at home.

Africa is calling and I cannot ignore her any longer..

It Don't Matter If You're Black or White (unless you're a Rhino!)

31/7/2011

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We are up early but not so bright as its still pitch dark as we pile into 2 matutos for our game drive round Lake Nakuru National Park. Our driver is Peter, and he has a great sense of humour and fantastic knowledge of the park wildlife. Today, we are on the hunt for black and white rhinos,  and  the elusive leopard. However, our first task is to track the other the matuto which went missing in the first half hour and did not arrive at the appointed entrance gate to the park. Eventually, we trace them to another entrance and set off through the park to meet them. At the other entrance, they are already being menaced by the monkeys, anxious to discover if they have any tasty titbits.

The game drive proper commences and our eyes are fixed on the acacia branches, looking for  a swinging tail but there is so much as else to see that we are constantly distracted as Peter somehow manages to drive the muddy potholed route and point out the wildlife as he goes. Monkeys running from branch to branch, buffalo down by the lakeside, alongside the waterbuck and the zebras. Then we spot a couple of male lions, exiled from their pride, and almost immediately two black rhinos grazing just beyond the road. All the time, Peter is spotting the bird life, his speciality. We see white rhinos and giraffes and warthogs and more zebra, then down by the lakeside more white rhinos and thousands of flamingo and pelicans (there used to millions, Peter tells us). We meet up with the other matuto but they are not so happy. Their guide has got lost and has no idea about the wildlife and they have seen nothing but the two old lions. We suggest that their guide follows us and  we point out the wildlife as we go. They have still not seen any black rhino so when we see one in the distance trotting towards the road, we happily point it out but carry on as we already have the photos. It’s some time later we realise they are not following. Peter reluctantly stops and waits for a while, then, even more reluctantly carries out a skilled 3 point turn to go back along the track to find them. A jeep tells us they had got stuck but are now out so we wait even longer. Still no sign. We’re getting worried. Eventually, an hour later, they arrive, both shaken and stirred. With the rhino rapidly approaching they had got stuck in a deep pothole, near some long grass (excellent cover for lions) and trees (leopards). Their driver, had insisted they all get out and that 2 of the guys go searching for branches to put under the wheels, before pulling (not pushing) them out. Despite another jeep towing them out once, he had managed to get them stuck 3 times in the same pothole and had only narrowly missed running the  guys pulling over! After that we did not let them out of our sight.

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    After 25 years of corporate travel in international sales and marketing, Vicki decided to chuck in her job and swapped 5 star hotels for budget hostels, tents and  a sleeping bag as she travelled the world. She's never had so much fun. 

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