After three days alone in any hotel, I begin to feel strange, as if I live here. And men who live in hotels are creepy. Maybe spending an hour trying to time this Ballerina shot in the hotel aerobics studio…
Meanwhile, as I’m cooling my heels in Nairobi the girls have arrived at Michamvi beach resort on the East side of the main island of Zanzibar. It’s the side that faces the Indian ocean. They are at the resort for…
Our driver has picked us up from the Nairobi airport, and he complains about the cold weather. It’s about 65 in Nairobi, and it doesn’t often get much colder than this here. Of course, it’s amazing for us to be…
Lily and I are up before the wake-up call but we remain stuck in our tent because we can’t go out without a guide in the dark. Shindzela tents are outside the camp fence line, and they frequently see hyenas,…
My preconceptions are shredded like an antelope dismembered alive by a pack of wild dogs. Safari is not toasty warm. It’s fucking freezing cold on the savannah of South Africa. The four of us chatter and shiver as the sun…