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Travel Writing: Safari in East Africa

This past month, I had the opportunity to go on safaris in Tanzania and Kenya in East Africa. It took almost thirty hours flight time plus layovers at airports to get to Tanzania.  It took over two days to get past the jet lag and begin the actual journey into the wild. Our tour director, Stacie Wright, a naturalist and biologist, provided a wealth of information on the wildlife and the culture we visited. We joined a tour group of twenty-nine people from all over the US and one couple from Canada.  All eager to venture forth. For most, this was our first time on safaris. We soon learned the Swahili greeting. Jambo. Commonly used when meeting others and also put into a fantastic song which children at a school we visited sang for us.

We’re literally standing on the equator in Laikipia, Nanyuki, Kenya

 

Ngorongoro Crater, Tanzania, the biggest intact caldera on Earth with the densest population of mammals in Africa, at sunrise.
Mount Kilimanjaro as seen from Amboseli National Park, Kenya is a dormant volcano and the tallest mountain in Africa at 19,430 feet.

 

Massaging a 100 year old turtle at the William Holden Wildlife Conservancy in Kenya. Many orphaned wild animals are cared for and raised in the conservancy founded by the late Hollywood actor William Holden.

 

Standing up to view wildlife from the safety of a safari vehicle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

During our drives through the countries, we passed fields of recently picked maize, shrubs loaded with red coffee beans, banana trees, and fields of cotton. Coffee, tea, cashews, maize, sweet potatoes, bananas, sugar cane, tobacco, and cotton are the chief crops. At our lodges and hotels, I woke up early and enjoyed a cup of strong Kenyan coffee or sweet, citrus-scented Tanzanian tea. Buffet style meals provided a wide choice of local cuisine that included grilled sweet potatoes, okra, mixed vegetables, plantains, sliced pineapples, various kinds of meat and fish, and baked goods.

The Serengeti National Park

Picture widespread savannah dotted with acacia trees, open plains with short grasses, riverine areas, or hilly and wooded terrain. The Serengeti is a changing landscape and home to many types of wild animals. We spotted countless antelopes, wildebeest, and zebras grazing in the grass or following the great migration for water.

Wildebeest are cow like animals which graze the low grasses and migrate for water supplies.
Giraffes sauntered in slow, graceful movements to nibble the leaves of acacia trees.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A leopard rested on a tree limb, probably finishing up a recent kill, then stretched and moved to a rocky lookout point.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Submerged in muddy brown waters, hippo lazed, argued with one another in loud grunts and groans, or splashed playfully while eyeing us.

 

 

 

 

Their water refuge protects their delicate skin from the harsh rays of the sun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lions slept in pairs on the grassy knolls. A  few looked up warily as we passed. Some even walked between our vehicles, oblivious to our stares and cameras. Once an enormous cape buffalo veered toward us, trying to escape a young male lion. The chase soon ended when the lion who jumped on the buffalo’s back got thrown off and stomped by the buffalo. As the buffalo rushed away, the wounded lion sat licking its wounds until another lion joined it and snuggled sympathetically, then licked the injured lion’s wound.

 

 

 

Monkeys nested in trees, in groves, or sat staring at us. These primates form large communities as protection from predators.  Smaller vervet monkeys could be found outside our lodgings, climbing fences, or trying to procure food or neglected possessions left by guests.

Baboon
Vervet monkey

 

Skye’s (Blue) monkey

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thompson’s gazelles, springboks, Topi, and Grant’s gazelles graze on the grasses in Ol Pejeta Conservancy. Warthogs zigzag, tails erect, as they forage, and impalas leap across dirt roads to get to the grassy side.

 

Grant’s gazelle
Topi antelope amid the tall grass.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Maasai 

We visited a Maasai Village in Kenya where we learned about their culture, their use of natural remedies for medicine, and their agricultural lifestyle which included farming and herding goats, cows, and cattle. Their warriors sang and danced. Their women sold handmade crafts, beaded jewelry, pottery, and woven baskets. They are a proud people, and welcomed us to visit, to join their tribal song and dance, and to buy their crafts.

The eve before our tour ended, several Maasai entertained our tour group with their traditional song and dance during our farewell dinner. We applauded. “Asante.” Thank you in Swahili. We said this several times to those who served us, drove us, and guided us. They made this a wonderful trip; one I certainly will never forget.

Art and the Writer

Edouard Manet’s “Boating” featured at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City
“Plum Brandy” by Edouard Manet featured at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I think that my earliest memory of art originated as a young child in New York’s Greenwich Village during the Sixties. I loved the scent of the Crayola crayons and paper my first grade teacher put out for us, and later on, I enjoyed working with poster paint on large sheets of paper. My father sometimes took me to the art show in Washington Square Park. Although I didn’t understand some of the pop art I viewed or the quick portraits in charcoal or pencil done by local artists, I felt the vibrancy. At age seven I attended a pottery school in the neighborhood. The moment I walked into the pottery studio, I inhaled the earthy smell of the clay and enjoyed using my hands to shape it into some object.

In high school, I took an art major elective when I was able to. My art teacher, Mrs. Rose, headed the art department and believed in my abilities. She even suggested that I attend an art school after graduation. However, I decided to go to St. John’s University where I majored in English and took classes in creative writing, literature, and communication. After graduation, I worked in advertising, public relations, and much later as an English teacher. I continued to enjoy viewing art and dabbling in creating it from time to time.

I also visit art museums when I travel. These included the Museo Nacional del Prada in Madrid, the Louvre in Paris, and both the Van Gogh Museum and the Rijksmuseum  in Amsterdam. I’ve enjoyed viewing western art at the Gilcrease Museum in Tulsa, Oklahoma (temporarily closed for construction), the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C., and Museum of Fine Arts in Boston. However, my two favorite art museums remain New York City’s Metropolitan Museum of Art and the Museum of Modern Art or MOMA.

As a hobby when I was a young mother, I created stained glass at the Glass Gallery Stained Glass Studio in Nutley, making stained glass panels, lamp shades, trinket boxes, and kitchen items. I used patterns and enjoyed picking out the various colors and textures of the glass for the creations.

 

I took art classes in drawing, pastels, and watercolor in the evening at the adult ed. program in a local high school. Pat, the instructor and a professional artist, taught me a great deal and provided a lot of information from the book Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain by Betty Edwards. It’s all in how you look at things. Focus on the negative space, rather than the subject matter. She even invited some students to her home to do watercolor paintings and sketches of her garden. Unfortunately, the adult ed. program got cut along with other school programs because of budget cuts.

In the last few years, I returned to art classes at the Montclair Art Museum and at the Montclair Institute for Lifelong Learning and learned a lot more about how to see things as an artist, techniques for both drawing and painting, and learning to loosen up and enjoy the process. I’ve studied under an excellent instructor, Karen, who encouraged me and other students to keep on keeping on and learning. A couple of my art pieces even ended up in an art gallery and as postcards in a museum shop.

Chickadees in winter was made using watercolor, fine markers, and plastic wrap to create texture.
A collage for Fall which I made using Yupo paper and watercolor paint.

Art compliments my writing. In learning how to see things, taking note of details that I might have overlooked, such as the colors in the leaves, the patterns in a seashell, the reflection of the sun on water, I’m paying attention to a lot more. I can bring the visuals into my writing.

It’s no coincidence that in three of my five published books, A Kiss Out of Time, A Dance Out of Time, and Angels Among Us, my main character is an artist. Art provides what words cannot.

My birds on a bough is unrealistic but was fun to paint in watercolor.
This is a watercolor I painted based on a photo. I enjoyed using napkins and cotton balls for texture.
My still life in watercolor based on a photo of jars of jam and jelly.

Travel and the Writer

With my sun sign in Sagittarius, I love to travel and explore more of the world. As a writer, I find that travel opens up opportunities that I cannot find at home.

For example, last year I got to check off one of my “bucket list” items by going on a tour of Egypt. Ever since I took an elective course in archaeology while an undergrad, I wanted to go to Egypt. Not only did I get the chance to see the Great Pyramid, the Sphinx, and many other pyramids and temples, I got to ride in a hot air balloon in Luxor, Egypt. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That proved exhilarating as I stood with over twenty others and flew high above the Arabian desert and the Nile River. I rode a camel, briefly, down a sand dune, and got to bargain in the bazaars of Cairo and other cities.

 

Look ma, no hands! The camel ride which lasted about 10 minutes proved enough for me.

 

Great views from above the desert and the Nile at sunrise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lake Lugano borders Switzerland and Italy.

 

Glaciers flow off the mountain in Switzerland’s Alps

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Recently, I got to hike a rather easy trail to an observatory to view the highest mountains in Europe in Switzerland on a tour which included seeing the Matterhorn, 14,478 meters high which makes it one of the highest summits in the Alps and in Europe and Jungfraujoch, 11,362 feet in the Bernese Alps in Switzerland.

I’m hoping to get the chance to check off another of my “bucket list” items with a photo safari in eastern Africa sometime next year. I started packing already.

Whenever I travel, I take notes about the tours, the events, and even the food. It’s not writing for story telling but for myself. I like to look back, sometimes, and remember those places I’ve been to. If I happen to give a story a foreign setting that I’ve been to, so much the better.

Where on Earth have you been? Are you writing about it?

Happy Writing!

Cathy