Sorry for the delayed post but I had a few thousand safari photos to sort through after getting other people’s photos. So here is the story of our safari weekend:
We got picked up early Saturday morning by a caravan of
three safari cars (we had a group of 23 people going). Our first stop was Lake Manyara National
Park. We got there at noon (after having
to change a tire on my safari car and later jumpstart the engine after stalling
out over a speed bump). But once we got
to the park it was great! We put the
roofs up on our safari cars so we could stand up and see out the top.
Lake Manyara is 300 sqkm, and the lake takes up almost half
the space. No big cats are found at the
park but we saw baboons, elephants, water buffalo, hippos, zebra, giraffes, flamingoes,
and amazing birds.
We spent the night at a campground/hotel that overlooked the
lake and the mountains. During the
dinner they served us, we were surprised with an acrobatics performance (that
even included a woman contortionist).
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View from our campsite |
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Lake Manyara |
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Lake Manyara |
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Our hut/tent! |
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Acrobatics Performance |
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Sunrise over Lake Manyara |
We were planning on heading out at 6:30 am the next morning
in order to get to Ngorongoro Crater early.
However, after much beating around the bush, our driver informed us that
one of our cars had broken down in the night and we had to wait for a
replacement one. When the new one came
it was smaller so we had to squish extra people into the other cars, but
finally we were on our way.
Ngorongoro Crater used to be a volcano that collapsed down
into itself. The animals were able to go
down into the crater, but couldn’t get back up the steep slopes, so they all
learned to coexist within the 250 sqkm park.
When you enter the Crater, you start on the rim and work your way down
steep and windy dirt roads, but the views are amazing.
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View of the crater |
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The crater walls |
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My safari group the second day |
We drove around the park all day and saw wildebeest, zebra,
water buffalo, hippo, hyena, flamingo, ostriches, warthogs, weird birds,
elephants, and lions.
We finally started the drive out of the crater at about 4
pm. Again, the views were amazing, but
this time we had a little bit of a scare.
When we were about halfway up the side of the crater, the clutch on our
car broke and the car stopped. We
quickly got out of the car and walked a little ways up the mountain. The driver had to roll the car backwards in
order to jumpstart the engine, which eventually worked. But I can now say that I’ve walked through an
African National Park!
It turned out, though, that our adventures wouldn’t stop
there. The driver of the new car we got
in the morning stopped in a small town and refused to drive us any
farther. Our drivers couldn’t convince
him at all, so they found a private van and paid that driver to take six of us
home. I stayed back with the two working
safari cars, and again we went on our way.
About an hour later, the safari car that I was not in broke down. We turned back to help them, but the van kept
going. This was about 7 pm, so it was
getting dark. The drivers were trying to
find a way to patch a hole in the radiator while we were pulled off on the side
of the road.
A couple hours later, they were able to fix the problem with
a tea bag Daria found in the pocket of her jacket. However, the drivers didn’t want any of us
students driving in that safari car in case it broke down again in the middle
of the road. So we managed to put all 16
of us in our 8-seater car. It was
cramped an uncomfortable but we didn’t have to sit like that long because about
5 miles later the other car broke down again.
This time we decided to stay put and wait for another safari car they
were sending from Arusha to take us back in.
At this point we decided to call the people in the van to see if they
had gotten home safely. Just before we
called them, they had been stopped by the police because their driver did not
have a license. Apparently he paid off
the policeman and kept driving them back.
However, he did not take them to their homes (like it had been arranged)
and instead he stopped in the parking lot of a big shop/grocery store called
Shoprite and refused to go any farther.
Everyone got out of the van and walked into a well-known sports bar and
called their host parents to pick them up.
Meanwhile we were still waiting on the side of the road. But when the replacement car finally arrived,
my car wouldn’t start. After
jumpstarting the engine, we completed the rest of the drive home. My mama was waiting up for Daria and I when
we got home at 12:30 and had dinner and a hot bath ready. It felt so good to be home!
When we told the story to our teachers the next day, they
simply said “TIA”—“This is Africa.”