Our friend Arnie sent us his thoughts about his recent trip to South Africa. He had been there more than a decade ago with his wife, and this spring they were lucky enough to go back, accompanied by their 13-year-old granddaughter.
“We'd been in South Africa on safari thirteen years ago and, while much was the same, I noticed some important differences:
- Somebody has moved the ground down from where it was when we stepped (and now climbed) out of our jeep.
- Bones jarred much more easily as we drove over the bumpy safari "roads".
- Our 6:00 a.m. starts were quite a bit earlier than our 6:00 a.m. starts used to be.
- The choice between taking the damn malaria medication and contracting malaria seemed to be something of a toss-up.
- A sundowner on the afternoon/evening drive had become not a pleasant and surprising end to a great day, but an absolute necessity.
But, if these were arguably turns for the worse, the ability to travel with our granddaughter made all of that totally insignificant.”
P.S. to readers responding to "Peter's Dessert Order" suggesting that I should have ordered my own creme brulee--you're right, but my point was that Peter's not putting me "first" was unlike him...