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Our “camp” for the next two nights will be rather comfortable, our one stay at a lodge during our safari until its conclusion at Victoria Falls – which isn’t a lodge anyway (more on all this later). We’ve come up-river to the Xugana Lodge, about a five hour boat ride along the Moanachira River from the Xakanaxa Boat Station not too far from our last camp at Fourth Bridge.
Jul 21, 2004 Okavango Delta, Botswana
Tom Schueneman2006-03-27 15:37:49
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Our “camp” for the next two nights will be rather comfortable, our one stay at a lodge during our safari until its conclusion at Victoria Falls – which isn’t a lodge anyway (more on all this later). We’ve come up-river to the Xugana Lodge, about a five hour boat ride along the Moanachira River from the Xakanaxa Boat Station not too far from our last camp at Fourth Bridge.
I woke up this morning feeling really pretty awful, sure that I would be the first on one of these wildlife safaris to die of malaria - only two days into the trip. In my early morning delirium, I thought that if I had to die, it would be pretty cool to go out while on safari in Africa. But getting up, having a bowl of oatmeal and a cup of coffee and getting out on the game trail helped to get me over myself and into my surroundings – Africa demands her toll on the pampered western traveler, and I am glad to pay mine. Besides, I needed to get my carcass out of the tent anyway as the crew struck camp this morning to leap-frog us and have camp set up for our return on Friday to the western edge of the Moremi Game Reserve along the Kwai River Valley. I’ve felt steadily better all day.
One decision has definitely been made however, the $150 dollars worth of malaria pills I’ve got are going to go to waste – unless someone wants to buy them. Any takers out there? Brand new in-the-box Malaprone malaria meds for sale at a bargain price; contact the author for further details. Guaranteed to make you feel like crap. Actually, I can’t guarantee that, I can only guarantee that they’ll make me feel like crap.
But I do feel much better this evening, and I think my suspicions of the Malaprone are now borne out.
This morning Jayne and I rode in Alwyn’s truck with Bill Abbott and his eighteen year old daughter Nicole, or Nicky. Bill is an avid photographer and may very well win the award for taking the most shots this trip – though we’re
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