The Maasai Mara will forget you. But you will never forget the Mara. It’s open space – acres and acres of it. It’s lone acacias standing erect in the unbroken horizon, thrusting at the heavens like defiant protesters. It’s …
I was in the Mara over the weekend. Yes, first time in the Mara for me. It was media trip organized by Sarova hotel. That sounds a bit misleading because it sounds somewhat studios. Somewhat bookie. Well it’s not. …
This post is going to be totally diarrheic and blonde. I don’t have anything groundbreaking to write about, okay, at least I’m not in that frame of mind. So yes, this is going to be very random.
