South Africa was never part of my list. You know, that list that we all make and tick off before we’re too old to do anything? That list. But I got curious. I’d been hearing about how good the meat is there, and boy do I love myself some juicy, tasty meat. So I went.
Not only did I help myself with a 480 gram Prime Rib, and another 280 gram Ostrich Meat, I also got to see and touch animals native of South Africa.
Lion and Safari Park is only one of the many wild life sanctuaries in Johannesburg -Kruger National Park being the biggest of all of them, boasting a 2,000,000 (yes million) hectare lot. But I made it a point to visit Lion and Safari Park because I knew it would be a guarrantee for me to see the animals that were advertised.
In this particular park, they have divisions keeping one animal species from another, making it safe for the herbivores from being eaten by the carnivores. To be able to see the animals, guests ride a jeep and enters into each division. The driver stops right where the animals are and gives a few fun facts about the creature on sight. If that sounds touristy to you, I won’t argue because it is. But it’s not so bad. I think it’s actually worth the money because I’ve talked to other people who’d done Kruger Park and they said they drove the entire day to see only two or three kinds of animals. Although, going to a 2,000,000 hectare national park is also something that’s worthy to be on anyone’s bucket list.
Total: 969 ZAR
The following is an excerpt from my personal travel journal
Day One. Time is 9:37. Check in is at 14:00. Do I wait?
I am seated by the reception table, hunched over my phone, with a cold glass of lemonade in one hand. I am beginning to wonder if this was a good idea – coming here for my birthday weekend. Alone.
I wanted to celebrate my birthday peacefully; away from those who are more eager to throw me a party than I am about having one. I’m sick of celebrating the fact that I am another year closer to a midlife crisis. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy being surrounded by the people I love, but a birthday’s just another normal day for me.
There was just a strong desire to be by myself, really. Here, now, is that opportunity. But whom am I kidding? That particular need’s always been strong. I’ve had plenty of alone time even while I was in the city. It’s become a hobby. And yet, seeing all these strangers talking in groups and some couples seated together, I’m starting to doubt my decision. All of the sudden, I’ve shied away from the idea of a great travel opportunity, and now I’ve taken refuge in my phone.
I did meet a couple of Dutch men on the plane coming here, though. I believe we’ve made plans to meet up. Still, they’re not staying in my resort, so at this moment I’m still by my lonesome.
I could go somewhere. I did already rent a scooter, for the day, for 250 pesos. The only problem is the thought of me driving it around. I am intimidated by it. As it turns out, the scooter isn’t as light as I thought it would be. But I’ll have to “just do it” eventually. Otherwise, what a waste of 250 would that be.