On Kilimanjaro we were expected to drink 3 litres of water per day to avoid dehydration. As you'd expect, this meant we had to pee - a lot. It wasn't that big of a deal, though, since we could just go "use the rock."I'm still drinking a lot of water, and I have to go often, but now I'm in a shiny metal box surrounded by wild animals.
I bring this up because we were sitting today watching what was supposedly a pair of cheetahs stalking an antelope of some sort. I say supposedly because in spite of the crowd of range rovers nobody seemed to know where the cheetahs were. After 15-20 minutes of this, I told the driver I needed to go. He was shocked, while Jennifer gave me the "you've got to be kidding me" look.
Thankfully I was able to ride it out long enough that Jennifer wasn't too upset. We still never saw the cheetahs.
We did see some giraffes and more hippopotami:
We also saw lots of dead antelopes in some trees - signs of an active leopard, although we didn't spot one today. I didn't have the benefit of going to the San Diego Zoo School, like Jen, so I didn't appreciate leopards until this trip. They're actually quite frightening.
On a more domestic note, last night during dinner I mentioned to the lady who runs the camp that I'd be interested in trying ugali. Ugali is a Tanzanian staple food, basically maize flower made into a paste that you then eat with your hands, forming it into a scoop that you use to eat whatever sauce you've made with it. It's pretty good, maybe I'll make it sometime.
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