Day 11: The great Samburu

Today we braved our sickness and headed to Samburu. We tried to be so brave and pretended it was Chelsey’s birthday all over again. It was an adventurous two hours to get to Samburu. The drive was just beautiful; along the road were tribal men, women and manyattas. It felt like something out of one of the great Kenyan novels. Our lodge was perfect and that day we had lunch looking over a riverbed and a heard of unruffled elephants. There is something so magical about the bush and wildlife. A new respect and appreciation for nature is reborn every time I visit the bush. It killed me to hear statistics on wildlife numbers in Kenya over the past twenty years. There are no rhinos in Samburu