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|Distinguished Virtual Ranger
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Location: Midway between the infinite and the infinitesimal!
|(DAY 1, morning, continued)
Past the waving, smiling boom guard (nothing to do with dynamite, I'm told; although his personality may be just that ), and, immediately, pristine Kruger bush set in on both sides. We could still see the gate when our first animal we saw: as in 80% of cases, a herd of impala. Promising ourselves to stop for everything this park has to offer, we ground to a halt and admired their gracefulness and beauty, especially those innocent, wide-eyed looks that Disney captured in its cutest characters over the years. Yes, now that you mention it, we could be in Kruger-Disney.
Entering the gate half an hour later, we realised, beats the sometimes frustrating queue-wait when there at gate open. Our entry had been far more relaxed as a result - something we may consider more frequently in future, especially in busy times.
A few hundred metres after the impala, I unhesitatingly slipped left onto the gravel S131.
"I have a feeling," I said, not quite knowing if it was tiredness from the trip concentrated in my xiphisternum (that small hollow below the rib-cage), indigestion, or a guidance from the universe.
"You must always listen to your feelings," S said, supporting me, which tilted the balance away from xiphisternum and indigestion.
I began to sing in a soft tone. I never much considered myself a singer, and responses at karaoke have always borne that out. Still, I felt obliged to share my feeling with others:
"I've got a feeling
That today's gonna be a good day"
I mumbled, using poetic license to alter the original lyrics of 'Tonight's gonna be a good night'.
Then, more confidently, I belted out (much to the consternation of S & A):
"I know that we'll have a ball
If we get down and go out
And just lose it all
I feel stressed out
I wanna let it go
Let's go way out spaced out
And losing all control"
Finally, at the top of my husky voice, I chanted (the words much easier now to remember ):
"Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
Let's do it, and do it, and do it
Let's live it up
And do it, and do it, and do it, do it, do it
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
'Cause I gotta feeling (Ooo-hoo)
That today's gonna be a good day
That today's gonna be a good day
That today's gonna be a good, good day!"
I knew the Black-Eyed Peas would be proud of me.
"You chased away all the animals!"
A put on her sad face - a very convincing one, I might add.
"Okay, let's not make a noise now - I want to enjoy the peace and tranquility," I noted.
"You start," suggested A.
I obliged as all six eyes were directed into the slowly-passing gaps.
This steenbok a-lickin' presented herself in full view:
One of those amazing spider's nests, looking like an untouched, cobwebbed scene from an Indiana Jones movie. Are these the nests of the famous rain spiders, I wonder?:
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