Dreaming of Weekends Past

Two weekends ago, Curtis and I very spontaneously decided to join some friends in the Pilanesberg... It had been so long since I was in a game reserve and man was I amped to be going!

There is nothing quite like a weekend in the bush, camping with friends that know you back to front, explaining to foreign friends that its called a warthog and not a Pumba ;), dancing giraffes (thanks to gifs) and having the best elephant sighting experience ever - think mud bath to a frolick in the dam to a little sexy time (ya that was interesting) to coming to eat literally one metre from your face... all while sitting in a hide keeping deathly silent and ready to run in case of a change in attitude from the big guy on the other side of the wooden wall.

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