Hoe gaan dit?!
Just another update from Southern Africa. But before I dive into details, I have to set the record straight. I read my blog the other day and saw that my phone did NOT know the word cubs... Hence the - maybe - weird text. I do apologise for this, it will not happen again :).
To get back to my daily business. A couple of days ago, I had a Lion King moment. We were visiting a lion park and we got to hug 6 weeks young cubs! For those who do not remember the film (shame on you..). I will give you a short summary of THE best moment of the film. When Simba is born, Rafiki - the baboon - lifts the lion cub in the air and.. Aaaaaah *** Unfortunately, the fairytale, disney-like feeling was hard to find. There was no music, no baboon, too many people and cranky cubs. Considering this, it was a beautiful day with many cute/beautiful/amazing/incredible animals - small and big.
Although we had a lovely week, two volunteers left. I miss them already. Good thing is, they live in Belgium, so I can visit them. And I will! We could tell Frau Holle was also very sad about them leaving, because the weather turned 180 degrees: it was COLD! "Grab your sweaters and trousers"-cold.
And as you can see on one of the pictures, I am officially part of the Glen Afric crew! I now have my own T-shirt. Fancy-pants-y. To celebrate, we went shooting! I have to admit, my eyesight is so bad, I missed every single target..
While I am writing this, I remember some spectacular moments. First of all, somebody left the stable door open and Lindt and Jim - the baby donkey and zebra - escaped. They could smell the freedom, because they were not planning on going in. Amazing as we are, we got them anyways ;) Secondly, we had an 'almost dead' experience. Don't ever try to seperate a mother cow and her baby, especially not when the mother has HUGE horns.
By the time you read this, I have probably been to a mall in Jo'burg. But I will save that story for next time.