Husband: “Hello, how may I assist you, man? But you had
better make this brief because I am on my honeymoon.”
Flashback to the beginning, this was my husband of 8 days
assuring his pal who had not attended the wedding and repeatedly called him
that entire day over some work. Now for context, my husband does not know-how
to relax so he deliberately declined calls for a whole 2 weeks was really big
deal but you would have to see the kinds of scenic views we were enjoying to
understand why.
We were at the Simba camp situated right on the outskirt
of the Queen Elizabeth national park. The camp offers budget, mid-priced and luxury
accommodation with the latter under the Elephant plains brand. Don’t
misunderstand me I have not been paid to advertise this location but when I
find a unique place with unbelievably entrapping cuisine I cannot help but
share it.
I digress, en route to Simba Camp we had a detour through Lake Mburo that ended at an eating canteen right by the ferry.
The only thing I recall from it is the 1-hour waiting time for our meal which was as good as advertised and the only reason why we were so accommodative was the view and we were too exhausted to turn back to the high way.
The 1 and a half hour wait for
the ferry was well worth it and we enjoyed chasing a warthog family just a stone’s
throw away.
I know my posts are usually humorous and full of banter
but this banter was very foreign to my ear as I hail from the East, I am sure
it must have been funny but it was lost on me. I am proud to call myself a domestic
tourist, often we complain about how expensive it is to traverse and enjoy this
country on safari but it is possible. Get that piggy bank, save for a couple of
months and plan those trips with friends those memories as so worth it and will
last you a lifetime.
Give me a travel holiday any day than buying me chocolate,
I am that kind of girl.
