Holy moly there’s a lot of work to be done on the field guide with dozens of new birds, insects, and mammals spotted here at the Kruger Park, interspersed with the sighting of invisable friends in the bush “Meghan! Meghan!” and singing of Kimya Dawson songs out the window into the pouring rain.
We are camping in a tiny soulless campsite in Lower Sabie in the mud and torrential rain, still, there are weaver nests swinging in the howling gale and somehow, somehow, we are all still managing to stay cheerful. The girls have filled the wet hours by tending to their shongololos, dozens of them with names, personalities, strengths and weaknesses (e.g. not pooing on one’s hand is seen as a strength). Fun! Fun! (that one’s for you, Mary and Allyson!)