This morning we're flying to Lusaka, and then back to Johannesburg. There were several elephants grazing in the bush by the lodge's airstrip, and a family of warthogs trotting across the tarmac.
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Another elephant family, with a very young baby, came out as our truck stopped, and it was a magic moment. After so much wildlife, so many elephants, it was the perfect coda.
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Then our plane arrived, roaring down the airstrip. Mama elephant trumpeted indignantly and hustled the baby out of there. Goodbye, Zambia.
Goodbye, Africa.
1 comment:
I'm careful about using the word "breathtaking" (so grandiose) and "literally" (so often misused) but these pictures and this post are literally breathtaking! I think I'd literally die of overwhelming verklemptness if I saw a baby elephant stroll out of the bush with its family. And the bands of color in the pictures are incredible (though not literally.)
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