Our African Safari Adventure

The massive buffalo stared us down, his angryapproached a clearing ringed by hurricane lamps.
eyes and horns picking up the light from the MasaiTwo giant bonfires burned in the center, and a
escort's flashlight. "Yi-yi-yi!" shouted the Masai,smiling group of Klein's staff stood next to a
shaking his flashlight violently. The buffalo stoodcandlelit table for two. We were served a
motionless. "Yi-yi-yi!" The buffalo lunged in ourbountiful feast of soup, salad, lamb curry and
direction and stopped. Again, the Masai shoutedchampagne. Chocolate mousse ended the meal on
and waved his flashlight, and this time the buffaloa sweet note, and as it was served, a group of
sauntered off into the night, and we were able toMasai performers entered the clearing, stepping
safely walk the short distance to our room at theand harmonizing with skill and enthusiasm. Our
Ngorongoro Crater Lodge.chef couldn't resist joining in. The magic of the
During our stay at four different safari lodges inevening enveloped us in a warm glow, carrying us
Kenya and Tanzania, it was standard practice tothrough the rest of the extraordinary night.
provide a Masai tribesman, equipped with aThe next day, we flew to the Ngorongoro Crater.
flashlight and a spear, to escort guests to andWe met our driver and were whisked from the
from their rooms during darkness for their safety.bustling town of Karatu up the long grade to the
In seven previous nights, we had not seenrim of the crater, 7000 feet above sea level.
anything larger than a lizard, and the escortArriving at the Ngorongoro Crater Lodge was like
seemed like a quaint ritual we were happy toentering Middle Earth...rows of salmon-colored
entertain. This time, however, the need for anthatched huts with medieval-looking chimneys
escort had become clear...we were in the animal'scascaded down a gentle slope towards the crater,
domain, and had to behave accordingly.as zebra grazed nonchalantly on a grassy
Our African adventure really began outside ofcommon area.
Nairobi, at an amazing place called the GiraffeOur room was spectacular...a fanciful and eclectic
Manor.,,a storybook stone lodge where a handfulmix of materials and architectural styles combined
of giraffe nonchalantly strode about the grounds.to create a magical space. Two soaring palapa
A short flight the next day delivered us to theroofs rose above the expansive bedroom and
Satao Elerai Lodge, in Kenya's Amboseli Park, atbath areas, with a crystal chandelier suspended in
the base of Mt. Kilimanjaro. A sturdy-looking guide,each. Looming over our bed was a giant panel of
Divan, loaded our bags into a Land Cruiser. As wecrimson silk fabric framed by carved wood.
got farther from the landing strip, large groups ofThe afternoon game drive was brief. Departing
Thompson's Gazelles, wildebeest and zebra couldaround 3 with our guide Timothy, we descended
be seen, as well as groups of hippos andquickly, soon sighting a couple of lions, and
elephants. We were able to get within a fewspending time at a hippo pool marked by lots of
yards of a small pride of lions, resting after a killsplashing. At a distance, Timothy spotted a rare
as unconcerned prey grazed nearby. They wereblack rhino, and we strained to see it through the
magnificent, even in repose.binoculars. Back by dark, dinner was again
As darkness fell, we reached the lodge, awonderful, and soon we were dialing up the twin
collection of wood and stucco huts fashionedelectric blankets in our bed.
imaginatively out of twisting branches and localThe next morning, we dressed warmly for the
stone. The accommodations were quite cozy, andgame drive. Shortly after reaching the bottom, a
we were served a delicious dinner next to ourcheetah appeared right next to our vehicle and
own portable fireplace. The next morning, westayed close by for several minutes and good
awoke to see Mt. Kilimanjaro gloriously lit by thephotographs. Timothy had packed a breakfast,
rising sun, and took breakfast on a lovely viewand we stopped at a picnic area near a hippo pool.
deck. The staff was refreshingly polite andAs we munched on granola, bacon and fritatta
friendly...greeting us with a cheery "Jambo" (hello)and sipped warm coffee to offset the morning
whenever we passed. These qualities would bechill, we watched the hippos interact. A number of
consistent everywhere we went. Out into thebeautiful ibis, starlings and weaverbirds flitted
bush, we saw new sights...beautiful Crown Cranes,about.
a frolicking troop of baboons, an assortment ofAs the clouds receded, we drove about,
ostrich, and then a fantastic confluence ofencountering a herd of zebra which practically had
elephant herds around our vehicle. Three groupsto be pushed off the road. We parked to watch a
of perhaps 20 elephants of all sizes passed ongroup of lions...four females and two cubs...which
either side of us on their way to a watering hole,walked directly towards us, practically touching
almost close enough to touch. A truly amazingthe vehicle as they appeared to be stalking some
moment.wildebeest. One female stayed behind with the
After lunch, we visited a Masai village. Theycubs as the other three began approaching the
welcomed us with a performance of singing andherd under cover of the tall grass. Steadily they
jumping. Wilson, our host, invited us into his house,advanced, one at a time, the cubs and their
a dark two-room mud hut with a few tinyguardian behind. Suddenly the wildebeest became
openings, and only the simplest of furnishings...aaware of the lions' presence, and adopted
few stones for cooking and two beds of cowhidedefensive positions at a safe distance. Soon, the
stretched over a wood frame. We saw alions abandoned their quest as the wildebeest
demonstration of native medicinal herbs andtrotted away. Later, we noticed a herd jumping
firestarting. They all were pleased to hear that weacross a river at great speed. Soon we spotted
planned to vote for Obama. Late in the afternoon,four hyena, closing in on the herd and causing
we passed a couple of lions peacefully sleeping onthem to reverse direction. They kept the
the road, and a huge mamba snake on the road.wildebeest scurrying back and forth, but
Soon we were back at the lodge for dinner andeventually they too left in frustration. By
drinks around a roaring fire.mid-afternoon we were ready for lunch, and we
En route to Tanzania's game preserves weascended the steep road back to the lodge.
stopped for a night at the Arusha Coffee Lodge,After lunch, we repaired to the room and lit a
an elegant inn set in the middle of a coffeefire, sipping sherry and basking in the luxury of
plantation. We enjoyed a superb dinner and restfulour surroundings. After another splendid dinner,
night. The next morning, we were off to Grumetiwe stopped by the bar to chat with our new
River Camp. We hooked up with our new guide,friends from London. When we were ready to call
Waziri, and checked into our room, a giantit a night, we encountered the surly buffalo
thatched A-frame covering a tent facing the rivermentioned earlier. Once safely inside our room,
and its noisy resident hippo population.we bedded down for our final night on safari,
Our afternoon game drive began at the river,feeling wistful that it had come to an end, but
where we saw a group of storks...prettylooking forward to a few days in Zanzibar, the
yellow-billed ones and surpassingly ugly Maribou,Spice Island.
with their fleshy pink wattles that dangled halfwayThe drive from the airport offered a fascinating
to the ground. A couple of Nile crocodiles laystudy into Zanzibar life, as the road was teeming
about. We roamed about freely as herds ofwith pedestrians, bicycles and "dala-dala" buses, on
impala and wildebeest watched our progress.which as many as 20 people jammed onto two
Suddenly, Waziri spotted a male lion in a thicket,long benches. Small shops sold everything from
and we pulled up for a closer look, being cautionedlumber to groceries, cell phones to plastic laundry
not to make any sudden movements. Two moretubs. Women, dressed in colorful fabrics that
lion were nearby, all sitting in a restful manner. Wecovered their heads were reflective of the Muslim
pulled closer to observe the peacefully restingculture, which comprises 95% of the population.
cats.Groups of schoolgirls, dressed in bright uniforms
Later, Waziri set up a small table for the traditionaland white scarves, walked alongside carts derived
"sundowner" drink. Over cocktails, we toastedfrom automobile parts and pulled by oxen or
each other and marked the occasion with photos.donkeys. Houses built of varying materials and in
We arrived back at the camp in darkness andvarying states of completion alternated with small
prepared for dinner, which was served in aplots of bananas or maize. Farther from town, the
courtyard area framed by a fence of timbersroad was lined with rows of mango trees, forming
ringed with hurricane lamps. It felt like "Survivor."a shady canopy. Soon we turned into the
The five-course dinner was superb and a nearlydriveway of Beaches.
full moon added to the atmosphere. Afterwards,The resort was, in contrast to the intimate feel
we retired to our tent and fell asleep to aof the safari lodges, a sprawling collection of
symphony of bird calls, monkey shrieks, hippobungalows and villas, adjacent to miles of white,
grunts and a couple of lion roars.powdery beach. Here, instead of 6 AM wake-up
On the next day's game drive, we were greetedcalls and hours hanging onto a jouncing vehicle, we
immediatelyby a solitary hippo wandering abouthad little to do except lounge by the beach or the
the landing strip, far from the river. With fewpool, sipping Kilimanjaro beer and South African
clouds, the light was great as we encountered achardonnay. The room was nice, although nothing
large herd of giraffe. Driving further, welike the Ngorongoro Crater Lodge, and after
encountered a den of hyenas, perhaps as manychecking out the beach, we were content to chill
as a dozen, with several cubs that occasionallyout for the rest of the afternoon.
popped their heads up. One hyena held aDinner was served in a large, covered, open-air
wildebeest's leg in its mouth, refusing to let go.setting with views of the pool and beach.
Then Waziri spotted a concentration of buzzards,Entertainment was provided by a local group who,
so we took off in that direction to investigate. Aafter a set of instrumental jams, began
huge gathering of perhaps 40 buzzards of severalperforming rock covers, which were was an
species were attacking a wildebeest carcass, withinteresting cross-pollination of western and African
much squawking and jostling for position.styles. We left to the strains of Marley's "One
Soon afterward, I spotted a lone buffalo in aLove" which gradually faded as we walked back
thicket. Next to her was a newborn calf, glisteningto our room.
in the morning light and struggling to stand. TheThe next day we took a trip to historic Stone
umbilical cord still trailed from the mother, whoTown with our guide, Mudi. He escorted us into
whirled to defend her calf, nostrils flaring. Soonchambers used to house slaves during the
she realized they were in no danger, and as sooninfamous Zanzibar slave trade, which had
as the baby could walk, they rejoined the herd.flourished until 1873. Seeing the conditions the
We saw a troop of baboons...clinging to one was aslaves endured was very disturbing. We visited an
very tiny baby, with pink translucent ears whichold Anglican church serving the small Christian
let the sunlight through. A pair of beautiful Bateleurpopulation, and soon found ourselves in the
eagles with bright orange beaks surveyed themarketplace, a maze of narrow alleys into which
scene from a nearby perch.were crammed booths offering all manner of
We drove back to camp for lunch and a middayfood and merchandise. People flowed past each
break, enjoying a calamari salad as the hipposother with barely enough room to get by. One
entertained us. Not long into our afternoon drive,alley served as the fish market...mounds of
Waziri picked up a report of a lion sighting. Weoctopus and fish of varying sizes were heaped
discovered a male in a thicket, who startedupon stone tables...nearby were meat and poultry
walking slowly towards a clearing, the most activemarkets.
lion we had seen. Another lion emerged andWe stopped at a spice booth, offering bags of
walked slowly towards our vehicle, stopping tospices as well as assortments. Strolling past
rest about 20 feet away. We watchedproduce booths, Mudi showed us some of the
breathlessly as a whole pride emerged, one bylocal fruit, such as jackfruit and lichee. Roving
one, and came to rest in front of us, unconcernedmerchants accosted us offering necklaces,
by our presence. Ten lions in all gathered, and weTanzanian soccer jerseys and CDs. We passed a
remained there for quite a while. Our return tobooth with some beautiful scarves, one of which
camp crossed the river at a point where weEllen picked up for about $4, and poked around
could see four of the mighty Nile crocodile.several curio shops. At one point our guide
The following morning we were to depart foridentified some amplified chanting as the work of
Klein's Camp, which enjoys a beautiful ridgetopa traditional witch doctor, which many locals still
setting. The circular, white stucco room was nicelytrust. Our walk continued through an old Arab fort
furnished in a Colonial style. We enjoyed a latewith a grassy courtyard that had become an
lunch in their open air dining hall, and met the restimpromptu art market featuring touristy paintings.
of our afternoon party... Jeff and Amy, aWe stopped at the Africa House hotel for a beer
honeymooning couple from Manhattan...in theon its veranda overlooking the harbor. From
clubby, comfortable bar with its sweeping views.there, we toured the local museum with exhibits
On the afternoon game drive, we employed acovering periods of Portuguese, Arab and British
Masai tracker, Labo, who sat in a chair mountedcolonial rule, as well as Swahili culture. Mudi also
on the front of the vehicle. We encountered thepointed out the building where Freddy Mercury,
familiar giraffe, elephant, impala and baboons, untilthe lead singer of Queen, was born. A couple of
a radio report of a lion sighting led us to a malehistoric government buildings marked the end of
and female lion enjoying a siesta under a tree.our tour, and we rode back to the resort,
Suddenly, the male mounted the female,satisfied with our three-hour crash course in
shuddered once and dismounted as the female letZanzibar culture. Later, dinner was served at our
out a cry. The whole thing took perhaps fivetable as a troupe of acrobats and jugglers
seconds. We found out that lions will mate for aperformed an assortment of stunts, such as
period of five to seven days, every 20 minutessomersaulting through small hoops, and
or so, and that it is painful for the female.handstands on stacks of bricks.
Apparently foreplay is not part of the lion's matingWe booked a massage for the following
ritual.afternoon...two petite Asian women worked their
Sometime later, Labo spotted a group of cheetahmagic fingers into our receptive muscles. A stint in
lying in the long grass. They did little other thanthe eucalyptus-scented steam room and a Jacuzzi
raise their heads on occasion, but we were thrilledcompleted our spa experience. Afterwards, we
to see these seldom-spotted creatures, and spenttook a long walk on the beach. We stumbled onto
a while observing and photographing them. Soon ita beachside souvenir shop, and met an artist in his
was time for the "sundowner" and we stopped tostudio, who was displaying pretty much the same
toast our adventures. This night we wereubiquitous paintings.
scheduled for a night drive, in which the trackerThe theme for dinner was "Spice Night," and
shone a spotlight into the bush, looking for pairs ofmusic was provided by a small ensemble of older
eyes. We failed to see many animals...thegentlemen. They performed hauntingly beautiful
experience of bouncing along in the moonlit bushmusic that seemed to combine all the threads of
the only entertainment to be had.Zanzibar culture. The next morning, we got up
The following morning, we scoured the river areasearly for sunrise photos. It was beautifully quiet.
for trees for leopards. Herds of hartebeests,We had breakfast and packed for the last time.
zebra, gazelle and impala caught our interest fromAll too soon, it was time to drive to the airport.
time to time, but we were captivated by aSoon, we were on a flight to Nairobi, during which
cheetah that suddenly appeared just a few feetwe could see the crater at the top of Mt.
from our vehicle, apparently stalking something.Kilimanjaro.
As sundowner time approached, we parked on aBy the time we were picked up at SFO, it was
flat granite outcropping, and set up the bar.mid-afternoon and we had been in transit some
As we finished our drinks, another vehicle picked38 hours. But along with the carved animals,
us up for a surprise honoring our 30thmasks and other curios, we had brought back
anniversary, and we took off into the long grass.memories that would last a lifetime.
45 minutes later, we saw a group of lights as we