The previous day I had booked us onto a morning walking safari, which seemed like a great idea at the time. At 05:30 the next morning, the matter was certainly up for debate. Worse still, it soon became apparent that the rest of the early diners would soon be whisked away for a morning driving safari and would thus be inside a vehicle where they would (a) be able to get further sleep and (b) be out of harm’s way. We on the other hand, would quickly learn that being on foot in the wild brings with it some eerie new challenges. All of a sudden, knowing the difference between lion poo, zebra poo and its freshness would be a matter of great importance.

For the last couple of nights we were escorted by men with really big torches. This morning, we had a uniformed guard with a really big gun. The scariest moment was being mock-charged by a male elephant, although by this time we were back in the vehicle and on our way home. Still, the car had no sides and was completely open. I managed to get a great photo just before telling the driver to put his foot down!

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