This is my happy place.
The final stop in our trip that was Jao. This camp is pretty much all on water, which is pretty cool. The camp itself is also different. It is inspired by Bali. So it's like putting Africa and Asia together, add water, then stir. That's Jao. That's pretty cool. So, we meet our guide Alberto!!!
ALBERTO!!!
During this wonderful place we saw hippos who were not mad at us for invading their personal space.
Happy Hippo playing Hungry Hungry Hippos.
We almost got hit my impala while riding our boat. We also ticked off an elephant that is the size of a house and then some. Surprisingly just our presence made him upset. Dad had nothing to do with it. Dad did have close encounters with a baboon though. Apparently the baboon chose to charge at him. If only that baboon had known that my father had once played Jackson Prep Football (I'm not sure he's told anyone that yet), and charging him would not be wise. As an added accessory, my father was also a college cheerleader.
Intimidating right?!
Anyways, we unfortunately had to leave. Now, does anyone here remember a few months back when I posted about my air travel problems getting to Africa? Well going back wasn't as bad but it wasn't pretty either. The guy sitting next to me was the personification of 12 Angry Men rolled up into one American government employee in a foreign country. So naturally he was as alcoholic as Willy Nelson is a pothead. For real though, he would order vodka tonic without the tonic. Then this drunk man decided to watch Armageddon and The Day after Tomorrow. He passed out on The Day After Tomorrow with his face plastered on the screen. It was during the scene where New York is being wiped out by a tsunami. I imagine that was movie version of what was happening to his liver.
Now, you may ask "Where are your parents?" I'll tell you. THEY WERE IN FIRST CLASS THE ENTIRE TIME BOTH WAYS!
My Parents.
me.
That's all for that trip. I'm in NYC now, in college, and about to go back to work. Adios.
