Chapter 11
I still remember arriving at the airport, standing speechless in front of a cryptocurrency ATM. That evening, I sent a photo of my meal to Andy; it was the signal that things were getting serious. The comfort of Johannesburg was fading away to make room for the unknown.
Until the last minute, Andy kept asking for money via crypto. I told him I had cash and the little one would get cash, period. I finally told him I didn't know how to use the ATM and it would have to wait. I was going to enjoy my safari snagged at a great price. I didn't tell my family anything so they wouldn't "lose it." No one was going to ruin my trip. Not even Andy.
After 8 hours on the road picking everyone up, I found myself in front of an old tent and walls that looked really rough. No "glamping" here. I was discouraged. Luckily, another girl and I put the pressure on to be moved after the safari.
Before leaving, we did a 4-hour night safari in the freezing cold. We saw a third white rhino pawing the ground, ready to fight for a female! It was intense. In the dark, the zebras looked like angels and the giraffes were magnificent. Back at camp, we ate a pathetic meal while hyenas prowled. One took a piece of meat; better that than a piece of my leg!
After dropping off the group, we took our bags. The driver flew at 100 km/h through the brush, not on a road. It was terrifying. I felt so alone in the dark, wondering what would happen if we hit an elephant or a rhino.
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