In 15 days (who’s counting) I’m hopping on a plane to South Africa. Before starting the volunteering job I’ll spend 9 days in Kruger National Park, cruising around in my elephant-proof Ford Fiesta. Sounds like a piece of cake…
3 months ago I couldn’t even put a glass over a spider in my house and now I find myself studying snake species and popping anti-malaria tablets. I choose to ignore the stories I read about an elephant once flipping a car, the Mozambique spitting cobra that came to visit a girl in her toilet, or the lion that decided to bite into a guy’s tyre because…it looked tasty and it didn’t look like the driver was in a hurry to get anywhere?
I’m sure that despite the inevitable urge I’ll have to stick my head out the car window, tongue out like our old Weirmeraner, if I stay IN the car all will be well. This is assuming however that I don’t crash it first (a more difficult task for me than one might think)…
Here’s the plan to alert the emergency services mum when the blog suddenly stops…