This
morning I woke up to three missed calls. That was odd. I don’t use my phone
much here, especially before 7:30am. One was from Baba Glorious, the other two
were from numbers not registered in my phone, so I dismissed them and carried
on with my day. Then around 9, I received a text saying “Good morning Alyssa!
Apologies for contacting u so early. My name is Peter Street – I saw u at
church on Sunday but we never got to meet. My parents are going to Tarangire
national park with their intern Sam tomorrow. Want to join?”
Long
story short ends with me deciding yeah, why not? So tomorrow morning I leave
for Tarangire with Steve Street, his wife, and their 20-year-old intern Sam.
The park is about two and a half hours away. We’re getting a 24-hour pass for the
park and are driving through in Mr. Street’s car instead of a safari car to
keep it cheap. It’s Peter’s favorite park in Tanzania, and he owns a safari
company so I’d say he’s a solid judge. I’m pretty pumped, I’m going to pack
some clothes tonight. I’m also kind of thrilled to be going with people whom I’ve
never met. However as a safety net, if I don’t post again by Saturday morning,
please assume that plan backfired and I’ve been kidnapped. A cross-global
search party would be greatly appreciated.
Get
excited to see some animal pictures!!
Ugh, you lucky gal you. I'm happy you're branching out!!!
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