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The travel-blog ramblings during my around the world trip....and beyond!

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Sydney Food

I have to dedicate at least one post to the food in Sydney - it's been a mouth watering and delicious 3 days food wise....




Turkish food!
The variety and how multicultural the city is comes alive with the available food options. First and foremost - I can get Turkish food here. It's weird to see Turkish named cafes and menus in Turkish. Pictured above is Kiymali Pide. What can I say, a slice of home, half a world away.




Japanese - I think we need a Sushi bar in Austin, pronto. Being a port town, the sushi I had was extremely fresh and very tasty. I don't know why I am so enthralled with the Sushi bar concept. I guess people don't normally sit this close to each other and it's kind of cool to be able to strike up a conversation with a complete stranger over small bites of delicious food.



Breakfast - but that's not really a style of food you shout. But the Aussies have 2 things every breakfast in the US should adopt. One is the availability of sauteed mushrooms. They are pictured above with home made wheat bread, the best scrambled eggs I've ever had and aged cheddar. The other thing is roasted tomatoes (sorry Beth). That above was a whole day's meal for me (check out Bill's Cafe near King's Cross for this delicious breakfast - and they also have a fruit salad which would put a ginormous Cheesecake Factory salad to shame).




Spanish - Tapas with wine. It's so simple yet incredible tasty. Did I mention how great the seafood is? Pictured above are mussels, served in a small, ultra-heated baking bowl with garlic and chilis. To the right are prawns in hot tomato salsa, sauteed onions and garlic served in the same manner. I did not want this meal to end. The whole serving staff was a combination of Portugese and Spaniards, and they argued the entire time I was there. It definitely added to the experience.

The WT at the Opera...

I wanted to share an opera house experience. I went to the opera the other night at - you guessed it - the Sydney Opera House (what's the exact difference between opera and a musical anyway - more lyrics? Style of music? That one tells a story more with music with one than the other?) .

Madame Butterfly is a Puccini opera and the story is one of a geisha who marries an American sailor and completely devotes herself to him only to later find out he's married an American woman on his travels. As you can imagine, tragedy follows. I think the portion which really struck a chord emotionally with me is the lyricless, music only portion when she hears of her husband's ship's return to Nagasaki harbor. She spends the entire (simulated) night in a dreamy, ephemeral state. It's a Schrödinger's cat type situation - although we as an audience are aware that the marriage is dead, Butterfly devoutly believes it to be alive. From Butterfly's perspective the future is not set even though she has had every other character telling her to move on. She places every ounce of her belief in the possibility that things will work out and train wreck which follows is crushing yet utterly foreseeable.

p.s. I've noticed that I'm becoming a little too fond of calling myself WT. Oh well - sense will need to be beaten into me when I get back into Austin.

The WT's Top 5 Travel Music Albums

Not to get too Hornby (that's right - mind the "b"!) on everyone, but I feel this is a topic which needs to be addressed and given the 3 weeks I've been on the road and my obvious indisputable musical taste, I feel I am the one to do this right. If any of you bastards (obligatory insult to liven up discussion) disagree, well, that's what the comment box is there for, isn't it?


The WT's Top 5 Travel Albums of All Time:


1. U2 - The Joshua Tree. OK - IMHO, the best album, not of the 80s, but of all time. It's a masterpiece with no weak links. Just put it on and listen to it from beginning to end. On the plane, on the train, in your hotel room. Be wistful. Be sad. Be depressed. Be happy. Be overjoyed. Be engaged. It is the album.


2. Johny Cash - The Essential Johny Cash. It's hard to distill a multi decade career into a couple of CDs, but for my money this collection does it (and I don't claim to be a Cash expert - go to Clapper for that level of fanaticism). There's just something about listening to Cash, while travelling. You feel the melancholy, the grit, the never-say-die attitude, sometimes all in one song. And how can you not smile at a Boy Named Sue?


3. Tenacious D - Tenacious D. OK - I will earn the ire of the musically complex crowd but I think this album stands in the top 10, OK, top 20 debut albums of all time. And it features in my top 25 albums of all time. Yes, it's childish, stupid, funny and maybe a lot of other things a music album should not be - but it damn well rocks! It rocks the shizzaus with its funny lyrics, skits and its maniacal over the top rhythms and guitar solos. The D man...It's the D.



4. Bob Marley - Legend. What more can you say? Similar to Cash - I wish he'd had more time to add this goldmine of music.


5. Depeche Mode - Remixes 81-04. I do feel a little awkward about putting a remix set on here at number 5 but it has a crazy number of good songs and does not split the group's musical accomplishments onto 2 completely separate albums. Upbeat stuff that will get you off the plane seat and pump you up.


Honorable mentions:

The Beatles - really most any album with a preference towards the later portion of their work.

U2 - Rattle and Hum - almost crept into the Top 5.

Michelle Shocked - Arkansas Traveller - would she have made the Top 5 with another name? Just kidding (I really am) - great ensemble album you can listen to from beginning to end.

Grupo Fantasma - Grupo Fantasma - check it out - and they have a new album out too.

The WTF was I doing to put this on my player album/artist:

Billy Joel - there is only so much Billy Joel one should have on their iPod/Walkman/Whatever. For me - that should be at most 5 songs. Unfortunately, I put volumes 1 and 2 of the Essential Billy Joel on my player. Holy Crap. Billy - there's only so much crooning, somewhat sensical rock infused with piano I can listen to and most of your songs exceed that limit at the 1 minute mark.

Sydney Beach Culture...


I spent a good portion of the last couple of days trekking on two of the better known beaches in Sydney: Bondi and Manly Beach. Apparently Manly was thus called because upon landing on it, the expedition was greeted by Aboriginals who the captain marked as being quite manly - thus Manly beach/town/whatever was born. Think of that what you will.

Bondi beach on the other hand is the better known of the two beaches, well known internationally for its surf culture (guessing that means it's what Durban is to South Africa).

Both beaches are crescent shaped, with Bondi being the far larger of the two. Both feature really great 2-5 mile walks down the coastline and a bevy of great cafes and eateries (Britton - you'll be glad to know I have relied on Frommer's online to get some recommendations). Both beaches are very surf friendly - I saw a very large number of surfers and boogie boarders out there. In short - I got a lot of sun, had some relatively unsuccessful body surfing attempts and had some good food. I recommend the Pompeii for pizza at Bondi Beach. Yummy.

One thing I did notice in Australia, versus South Africa, is that people actually swim at their beaches. That was one thing we had found somewhat weird - even given the coldness of the Atlantic for Cape Town. The beaches in both countries were packed, and so was the water in Australia.

Sydney Museum of Contemporary Art

On my first day in Sydney I visited the Museum of Contemporary Art ("the MCA"). There were very engaging and participatory works on display. Erwin Wurm is an Austrian artist and had an exhibition called Glue Your Brain. There were some mindbending sculptures and photos in his exhibit. Wurm views photos as sculptures according to the MCA media - it was a successful jumble of the absurd. To your left is a Porsche...

Some of his art had instructions in tiny handtyped print next to it - inviting the viewer to become part of the art - which I obliged in one case by laying on 15 tennis balls with no part of my body touching the ground and thinking about..nothing. I should have gotten a picture of it, but it was quite difficult while trying to balance on a large number of yellow tennis balls. Heh - I typed balls.

There were two more exhibits at the MCA which I also liked - one by Kienholz, a husband (now deceased) and wife team, thematically dealing with war (or I should say anti-war or inhumanity). There were some amazing pieces - art, sculptures and large ensemble pieces constructed out of junk(unfortunately not allowed to take photos). Jess - I think you would have especially liked this exhibit. The other was one Jacky Redgate, an Australian artist and its theme was systems (hey a database guy's gotta like that) and there were sculptures, art and photography exploring different taxonomies. Good stuff - check it out if you make it to Sydney....

Monday, January 30, 2006

Firefighters only...


For Dave...

Sunday, January 29, 2006

First Day Down Under...

Well - my first day in Sydney is drawing to a close. I am dog tired - I walked for 7 hours today. I got up pretty early to discover some cool new cafes so I could further shape up my day, a la South Africa, eating a blueberry white chocolate muffin.

Alas, it was Sunday and almost nothing was open at 7:30am. I ended up walking down George Street, which is the main street which runs down the Central Business District (CBD), down to the Rocks and Circular Quay, which is where the Harbour Bridge and the Sydney Opera is. There I munched on a regular blueberry muffin and had a decent Latte (where are you o Caffe e Vida?). You can see I mobile-posted a picture earlier of the Circular Quay area. For those of you interested in what downtown Sydney looks like - see to the left. I am staying on the Southwest portion of this map. The beaches are to the North and East.

I ended up taking a tour of the Sydney Opera house. It's a monument which epitomizes Sydney, or even Australia for a lot of foreigners. It experienced a troublesome birth, going over budget and taking over 15 years to build, with the original Danish architect abandoning the project once the outside design was completed. The interior architecture was done by an Australian architect. Now, I know little about architecture but it was hard for me not to appreciate the uniqueness of shapes and distinct airiness and elegance of the complex. It's simply put beautiful. Here are some pictures before I put this blog (and perhaps myself as well) to bed for the day... I will have some stuff on Bondi Beach hopefully tomorrow...








And, why not one normal image to cap it off?

The WT's Guide to Staving off Jet-Lag

I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes open as I type this up. I slept a decent amount last night and I have been trying hard to stay up to a reasonable hour (around 10-11pm) tonight so that my sleep patterns adjust to this time zone. This trip has been, thus far, relatively jetlag free.

Here's my strategy:

- Whatever happens, spend the every minute of the day awake - this was easier in South Africa and Dubai because I had friends I had commitments to (although they were not as firm commitments in Dubai). Sydney so far has not gone badly. I woke up at 7am and it's almost 9pm and I still have plans to hit the Rocks tonight (that's the bar district) to get a couple of pints.

- Melatonin - a shout out to Beth for recommending it. I don't know if it's a placebo effect or not (I had nightmares when I tried it out in Austin), but it has been helpful here. I've popped one in South Africa, as well as Sydney with no bad effects.

- Water - I've been drinking water like a horse. Or maybe I should say a camel since I am from the Middle East. The sight of me walking quite irately during my Bondi Beach walk as I hurried to find a suitable outlet for this excessive H20 consumption was presumably funny to some, but it's been good for my body otherwise.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

G'dai mate!

Bondi beach...

Cliche time...

That's Sydney in a nutshell for most people...

Airline Ratings so far...

Thanks to this convoluted around the world ticket I bought, I have the privilege, no actually, the utter and devastating pain-in-the-ass obligation, of flying 7 different airlines, so I thought it would be of supreme importance for everyone to know my thoughts on these airlines as I make my way through the world.

I will be rating the airlines on the universally accepted Gul Scale.

1 Gul - Swim, boat, travel by car - get there some other way.
2 Guls - eh - you could hang yourself halfway there, but where would you find the rope?
3 Guls - torture - aka - regular economy class service. Nothing more and nothing less.
4 Guls - Some nice surprises that make you forget you're flying...sometimes being the operative word.
5 Guls - I don't want to get off - can I live here?

Stay tuned....

Dubai...parting thoughts

It's hard to believe how fast the past 3-4 days passed. I can't say I did much in the way of touristy exploration in Dubai but it was really good catching up with old friends and making new ones. I can't believe I had not seen Eva, Kenth, Katarina and Johan for 15+ years (they're the Swedish family Premfors damn it).

In hindsight the odd thing was that it did not feel that we had not spoken to each other that long a time ago, once we actually started talking - I believe it's rare to be able to do that with most anyone. They're doing well and that makes me very happy. If any of you are reading this - love you guys - I am not letting another 15 years pass before seeing you again (maybe only 14 this time).

So what about Dubai? Well, I will say it definitely has a vibe. There's an energy about this place. I don't think we drove for 10 feet before bumping into some new construction. The city is aiming to be the trade and "deal"center for this side of the world and if the pace of progress is any indication I think it will achieve it.

Some of you may know that I lived in this part of the world during my adolescence, in Saudi Arabia. Although, Dubai has many more amenities (alcohol is available in bars and hotels, the dress code is very relaxed, close to casual in a lot of places) than Saudi Arabia, when I arrived at the airport, I still got this Big Brotherish feeling in the pit of my stomach that I would get when we would travel back from Turkey to Saudi Arabia. It's hard to explain - I would sum it up as a fundamental distrust of state authority because the place is a police state, behind the dazzling consumer culture and the bright construction lights and the airy hotels, one can't really get past that. Anyway, that being said, would I work here? Hell yeah - it's a little Wild West and that appeals to me (heck that's what appeals to me about Turkey).

Here are some pictures and movies from Dubai....


Consumer culture - it's here, it's there, it's everywhere!


Arabian Knights do not ride on horseback but on go-carts...


More 7 Star Madness....


Alexia thinking "big"....



The Swede Family Premfors along with Alexia (hidden in the background) and Gunnar's brother...


Would you trust this man? Apparently the UN does - that's why he's wearing blue..


A better Bruno howling to the Ezan video...

Sydney!

Sydney Town Hall! Mobile blogging appears to be a go, at least in Australia. Get ready for a slew of useless photographs with inane comments.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

An Operatic Masterpiece...

With American Idol in full swing, you have to admit some dogs got it and some don't. Check out Bruno singing a cappella with the Ezan (the call to prayer)....He has not been arrested..yet.



I'm bummed about the quality - it was on my cell phone. I may try to film and upload another version as Bruno does this on a regular basis so far.

The Seven Star Wonder


How does a hotel gain seven star status? Well, I guess one way to do it would be to be really expensive and Burj Al Arab definitely achieves that with regular rooms going for around two grand a night. Suddenly Shamwari , seems like a downright value in comparison.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Dubai!


I'm here - staying with the wonderful Premfors family! My first picture and it sums up Dubai so far for me - on the move. One of the cranes in the distance is working on the world's tallest building, next to the world's biggest shopping center....

It's officially Never-Never-Land in the middle of the desert - a little surreal, but bustling with energy.

And - oh yeah - Swiss Army Travel Gear - you officially suck.

Rambling Thoughts on South Africa, AIDS and Other Stuff...

Now that I have arrived in Dubai, I feel like I am finally getting a chance to decompress and think about the last 10-11 days we spent in South Africa. Overall, I could not have asked for a better visit or travel partner. Some things, beyond the usual gibberish I've carried on about, have stuck out though:

AIDS - is there hope for South Africa?
One of the interesting things about doing tours with other people is that sometimes, just sometimes, you meet people doing very compelling work and you get sucked into a conversation which you could not have imagined having when you started the tour. One of these serendipitous events occurred during the our shark dive engagement. I ended up chatting to a British chap, David Royle who works in Johannesburg for a ministry program called Moriel (www.moriel.org). The organization is religious in origin but the people it helps come from across the board. David focuses on HIV orphans: children who are orphans who may or may not also be HIV positive. According to him, there are 1.1 million of these children in South Africa.

I had read about repeatedly during the past 3 years in a variety of news sources about South Africa's awful record on AIDS prevention, awareness and education. Here was a person who could verify or dispel what I was getting from the mainstream media. Unfortunately, David said the situation was worse than what was already labeled as dreadful in the press. Official estimates call for around 6 million South Africans, out of a population of 45 million to be HIV positive. David implied the figure should be closer to 20 million based on his and South African physicians' testing experiences. That's almost 50% of the population of the country.

David mentioned that antiretrovirals work beautifully but the public administration of the country, at very high levels, all the way up to President Mbeki still do not appreciate the ruthlessness of the disease and how it is ravaging South Africa. Mbeki held at some not too distant past that AIDS was not caused by HIV and this was all a ploy by big pharma to sell more drugs. His health minister concluded that eating the hairy South African potato was sure to cure the disease. And then you have controversial doctors (I won't call him a quack yet, but he's likely pretty close) like German Matthias Rath who think that multivitamins can be a cure. The picture is not pretty - only 1/10th of the population which needs to be getting antiretrovirals is receiving them and there is still a pervading sense of lack of urgency from the government.

If potentially half your productive population is infected with HIV and the appropriate steps don't get taken, what happens to South Africa?

David also mentioned a point that I am not positive I fully agree with but can see making an impact: religious and tribal culture. David's contention is that monotheistic societies such as Kenya (a former colony ruled under one flag) have far lower rates of infection, versus South Africa, with its Christian and competing pagan rituals. If that is true, what do you then - how do you change accepted culture in a democratic country (maybe we need to start taxing sex)

Anyway - I don't know what the solution is - likely a multifront attack featuring a reinvigorated healthcare system with lots more doctors, nurses, more of support infrastructure. Maybe even a "Truth" like campaign to raise awareness, as well as a widespread true communal outreach program and compulsory testing to get the antiretrovirals to the people who need them. That's what I observe from the ivory tower....

White versus Black South Africa
I posted when I first arrived in South Africa about how optimism about the future reigned supreme amongst most people. The TRC had done a great job of soothing the deep wounds inflicted by apartheid and people, black and white, were looking towards a more diverse, inclusive South Africa in which the fruits of economic progress are more evenly distributed. As I leave South Africa I, of course, find the problems knottier, the solutions grayer and feel an underlying tension, especially in the previously privileged white population. There are race based quotas for employment here, similar to the affirmative action laws in the US, which set to level the playing field for non-whites. I feel there's a fair amount of underlying resentment at this type program, and not just by the white population, although they do make up the majority of the employing class.

Other tidbits



That's not a traffic light - it's a robot. Seriously - that's what they're called here....




A shout out to Jennifer Cox at Cyber. This atlas was likely the single most helpful item in our inventory.

Finally -
One thing Britton commented on when we were staying at a country lodge near Hermanus, was how much the employees' uniforms, especially the room service people, which were all non-white, except for the manager, looked like those worn by house slaves in the 1800s in the United States. As he put it, it was a weird thing for us to be playing tennis and have people in this garb doing service work.

Another observation: almost any bar or restaurant we went to (and we went to some lower priced ones as well), all patrons were white or whitish (that's my classification!). Anyway, nothing profound here in these observations - the bottom line is that healing an entire society takes time - hopefully the patience and drive will be there.

Here's to hope and will for South Africa.

A South African foodie post...

OK - I know the South Africa portion of our trip is over but in my semi-starved state I really feel I need to post these food photos. Our last full meal was in Hermanus, which is probably the best spot in the world to watch whales (from onshore).

The somewhat amusing thing about this is that we went to a restaurant called the Marine which Britton initially made fun of as we drove by it because it purported to be two restaurants in one (seafood and steak). And then we were denied entry because we were wearing shorts and pretty much looked like vagabonds (I had not shaved within 5 days - I am not sure Afghanistan would have let me in at that point). After some inner and outer debate, we threw on some pants on top of our shorts and waltzed in, and it was more than worth it. Without further ado, here are pictures of that meal.


Someone about to be very happy.....



Appetizers - stir fried calamari, fusionesque style. Very yummy.


Cape Salmon in Tandoori Spices and Seafood Pasta Arabiatta....Mmmmmm...



Malva (yes, that's the actual name, Seinfeld references and all) cake, which per Britton is really English Sticky Toffee Pudding cake with a generous dollop of vanilla ice cream on top.

Stay Well South Africa and Thank You Mr. Upham!



This has been one of the most memorable trips I have been on and it's largely thanks to this man above. Mr. Upham, thank you for the planning, the driving, the terrific places you chose for us to stay and the lightning quick Frommer's lookups to maximize any inkling of time we had available. As South Africans would say, the whole trip was lecker. It's been a pleasure....

Sunday, January 22, 2006

More beaches...


Panoramic shot of Koppie Allen beach.....That's Britton in the middle.

Beaches...


We stayed at the Buchu Bushcamp - it is an entirely self sufficient cottage living arrangement with its own windmill. They are completely disconnected from the grid - gives you an idea of the wind in this area.These photos are from our stay in De Hoop Wildlife Reserve, close to Cape Agulhas, the southernmost tip of Africa.

South Africa has the most beautiful beaches I have ever seen and I did not think I would be saying that considering my own origins. There's a real raw quality to them. They're undisturbed and there's hardly a soul there anytime we've visited. You feel as maybe Dias or De Gama felt when first discovering this region.

Hard to tell in the picture above but there are vast sanddunes which are continually built and then torn down by a vicious southeasterly wind.



Black Oystercatchers - black birds with red beaks. Only 5,000 of these buggers left - they live for up to 30 years and mate for life.

Cue the Jaws theme music...

Our next to last day was spent in Kleinbaai (literally Small Bay), which is right next to Shark Alley. This portion of the coast is where 95% of any and all Great White Shark filming gets done for documentaries. It is a simple 20 minute ride to see the animal, as opposed a 5-7 day trek off the American or Australian coasts.

Despite the media scrutiny (often hype to sell newspapers), surprisingly little is known about the Great White Shark as they will not live in captivity. A lot of research is being conducted in this area now to better understand their mating habits, travel routes and lifecycle. Some time ago there was a significant effort to try to tag sharks and that was abandoned once they figured out that the dorsal fin for a shark is similar in uniquely identifying the shark as a fingerprint is for a human.

Anyway, the goal today was to go cage diving with hopefully more than one Great White. Here's how things work: the cage travels with the boat and up to 4 divers can sit in it. There are no air tanks used as the noise from the regulators keeps the sharks at nervous and away. We just donned simple underwater masks and a wet suit. The cage is suspended off the side of the boat and we, the divers, are weighted down so our buoyancy is counteracted so that we can easily sink to the bottom of the cage, which is at most 10 feet down.

To attract the shark, chum, which consists of tuna, fish "juice" and some legally hunted varieties of smaller sharks is thrown overboard on a regular basis. After that it is a waiting game. The crew cannot guarantee that a shark will come by.

Anyway - we waited for around 90 minutes before we saw our 1st shark. He was a smaller specimen, probably a 4 footer, pictured above. Britton was in the cage first and hopefully there will be some underwater pictures later. This one swam very close to the surface so I daresay the above water view from the boat was likely better than the one in the cage. Oh - and one thing about the water - it is COLD! 14 degrees Celsius which is roughly 57 degrees Fahrenheit. It is fragging cold, even with a wetsuit (I will never complain about Barton Springs' 68 degrees).

This particular shark stuck around for 15 minutes, circling the boat, going after the suspended bait (also pictured above) only once. He was just curious for the most part. One thing that hits you is how elegantly sharks move through the water and their ability to turn around in short order - very impressive.

I then got in the cage, and we waited for around 20 minutes for our next shark - probably an 7 footer - just a majestic fish. He circled around for only 10 minutes or so before losing interest and I got out of the cage after another 15 minutes. We were visited by 2 other sharks in the next hour - a feisty 8 footer being the highlight of the day - he really went after the bait, baring some teeth.

I will say based on everything I experienced today that I think the Great White is a woefully misunderstood animal. There was never any fear from anyone on the boat or in the cage while we observed the animals . There were feet dangling on the edge of the cage. The shark was like any other fish or animal - looking for a meal, and not of the human variety. The skipper on the boat mentioned that hippos, lions and tigers (individually) kill more people than sharks every year but you don't read about the killer hippos in the newspaper - it just doesn't sell copy.

It's muddy out there buddy!

We drove the Garden Route today, which runs along the tip of southern Africa. It is a marvelous drive similar to Route 1 in California in atmosphere. We landed in the small but popular town of Knysna.

Knysna lies on a shallow lagoon (or an estuary as vociferously stated by our quadbiking guide). The entrance from the ocean is at the Knysna Heads, which feature a very rocky and narrow strait - home to many a ship wreck. For history buffs, Knysna was a major timber port in its day, thanks to George Rex, a rumored illegimate son of George III.

For fun we went quadbiking in the afternoon off in the Featherbed Reserve which overlooks the Knysna Heads...

Lions and Rhinos and Elands; oh, my!


We had quite a day at Sanbona. Since it was only the two of us, what is normally a 3-4 hour ride for 8 people became a near 8 hour journey. The natural beauty of South Africa was on display again during our tour.

The entire land mass we were driving on was under the ocean quite some time ago (i.e. millions of years ago). The terrain at Sanbona is hilly and rocky with lots of ups and downs. The majestic chalky-red rock structures highlight the layering of sedimentation over a very long time period. The vegetation on the hills is called "fynbos" which consists of short shrublike vegetation which needs very little water and can recover from fires pretty easily as they do not burn down to the root (indigenous versus so called alien species plants is a topic that South Africa is preoccupied with. Alien species sometimes crowd out native species and this is a big issue as South Africa has one the most floral kingdom on a per square inch basis - it's teeming with variety).

Our first animal spotting was a set of three rhinos. Per our guide, rhinos have very poor eyesight but an excellent sense of hearing (and smell). We trekked for around 15 minutes to stay downwind from them and spoke in very hushed tones. We did manage to get John a little pissed off by stepping on some branches by mistake. That's city dwellers for you...It's funny seeing someone with a British accent pissed off - they're so composed even when they're angry. Check out the video below for our rhino encounter....



We then saw a group of Elands which are the world's largest antelopes. They weigh around 1,800 pounds on average! They are imperial and stately animals - I'm sure my redneck hunting friends would love to have a go at these. They are one of many species whose numbers have diminished greatly.

The next 2 hours were spent looking for the elusive male White Lion, and his Lioness and their 2 cubs. Now, one thing you must understand is that Sanbona is only 4 years old and its animal stock is being slowly built up. What that means is that the animal population per hectare is very sparse. Most of the animals are new to the area and have collars which emit signals at different frequencies so they can be tracked, until their numbers have grown to a size, after which the signal emitters can be removed. We spent 3 hours trying to track down the signal of the White Lion which was transmitting a signal at 149.510 MhZ. Britton thought (and I agree) that GPS would've been a far better way to do this - but what the heck do we know? The tracking by signal frequency is a tricky business because the signal is only good for a mile, in an unobstructed manner. Rocks and other terrain can cause bounce-backs etc. You get the picture - it's a pain in the butt. We drove around for 2 hours without much luck. Britton and John (aka Eagle Eyes), spotted the lions once in the distance but we never could get the drop on them after that.

We started to make our way back to the Khanni Lodge (at this point it was windy to the point of freezing) when we came upon some giraffes. For me, this was the funnest part of the day. Giraffes are very approachable animals and are genuinely curious. We came upon a set of 5 giraffes and they were curious little buggers. See below for pictures (yes - John's photo taking skills were somewhat rudimentary - sorry Britton!)



Our last treat was actually a finding a fresh carcass, which allowed us to see a regular lion. What a magnificent animal. Unfortunately, the only picture I got was with the lion's ass facing us - and I will spare you that.

In short, it was a glorious day but we were cold as hell after the 2 hour drive back to Khanni Lodge. And what do we find waiting for us? A bathtub, brimming with hot water and a bubble bath. I laid there for 45 minutes - I can't think of a time in the past 5 years where I have been more relaxed. We wrapped up the evening with a catered dinner for two (it feels somewhat weird to be waited on hand and foot - I'll comment on this general sentiment later when the South Africa portion of my trip is over...)



My Fortress of Solitude - Superman - eat your heart out!