Before Africa, the only type of animals I knew where either caged creatures at the local zoo or domesticated pets. No comparison.
You don’t talk during a safari. You become mute like a giraffe because your mouth just hangs open, speechless at the sights.
Guess this is why they call it wildlife. How does one control a herd of elephants like this? They don’t. They get out of the way.
Beautiful pictures!!!!
Oh my goodness! This is amazing. I would love to go on a Safari! And I have always wanted my own zebra – maybe in the Millennium . . .