Thula Thula

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

Thula Thula

Over time Nana learned she could believe the big-hearted Lawrence and from that point on a love story evolved between a man and his four-legged family of distraught elephants.

Monkey Bite

CHAPTER FORTY

Monkey Bite

Much to our distress, the cute, black-faced monkey with its fringe of white hair bared his teeth and moved in closer.

Summery Christmas

THIRTY-NINE

Summery Christmas

We admitted how lonely and cut-off we felt a continent, an ocean, and most of another continent away from all that was familiar around The Festive, as Christmas is called in Cape Town.

Long Night

THIRTY-EIGHT

Long Night

Inwardly begging my sleeping pill to do its job, the plane is hammered by more turbulence than I’ve felt on any flight, anywhere.

Gone Batty

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

Gone Batty

The thin pink line on the horizon grew, silhouetting the bodies of millions of flying fruit-bats.

What’s in a Name?

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

What’s in a Name?

For research purposes, maybe it’s better to remain detached by giving a study participant a number. But this cheetah had sparked something inside me. I wanted to give her a name.

Zebu Nests

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

Zebu Nests

The zebu is a hump-backed cow, with droopy dewlaps, and floppy ears, somebody I can relate to the older I get!

Mandrare River Magic

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

Mandrare River Magic

It was uncomfortably hot. To shed my hiking boots and socks, pad slowly through the cool water, was divine.

Sing–Anyway

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Sing–Anyway

May you find that which makes your heart sing. Though for most existing will be your destiny and provide little about which to sing.

Mind Over Muscle

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Mind Over Muscle

Within the Bwindi Impenetrable Forest, the name gives you a clue as to what this place is like, I’m steps away from mountain gorillas.

Tree-top Aristocracy

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Tree-top Aristocracy

Regal, alluring, the black and white colobus monkeys watch me. They aren’t nearly as impressed with me as I am with them.

Are We There Yet?

CHAPTER THIRTY

Are We There Yet?

Eventually we would run out of city. We had to.

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