Day 29 August 11
(CHRIS) We took the alarm seriously because it was our last full day in Southern Africa. We left the campground just after the gates opened at 6am. Our early rising was not rewarded with cat sightings. We saw some of the usual pleasantries, tho.
Eventually, a post-lunch cat-jam led us to a leopard on the prowl. While he was indeed hard to spot at 1st, we eventually saw the leopard. He prowled right into the brush and we lost him. Several more elephants fake-charged us this day. We once found a nice, thatched over-look with a beautiful scum-covered pond. We were allowed to get out at your own risk. We saw a gator, but he was too busy basking to eat us.
We tried to make a reservation to camp at Skukuza, but they lied and told us it was full. We figured out their modus operendi was to save the last spaces for last minute arrivals. Even if they were full, we could have just put up a tent in the camping area no one checks or charges unless you go to the office. The camp we were calling ahead from sold us canned ravioli for later and chips for now.
We set up camp early but went back out, found nothing and beat curfew returning. We had hard cider, ice cream, and cheese pringles as we waited for the outdoor movie to start. Meerkats United told the story of a Kalihari rodent who wanted to play on the team, which killed scorpions and dodged eagles. But because he was caught taking a nip of the hard cider, he stumbled around and fell into the camp fire.
Whoops, that was Sam I was talking about. His ravioli did not soak up the alcohol. Then he burned Zimbabwe in effigy around the fire. It cost us 5 Zim dollars (15 cents.) Paper money stinks for souvenirs anyway. The bill was lit by one of the finest zippy displays I have ever put forward. Paul applied for membership in the Zip Temple but failed his entrance exam when he failed to twirl his plastic properly on his stick. Sam boiled off some cider and we had a real nice campfire.
Again hyenas were nearby and visible, especially when the ravioli or zippies beckoned them. Paul threw them bread. Our tent was 4 feet from the fence.