Floating

I woke up before the alarm and the beating drum of our wake up visit. I slept really well considering how nervous I was the night before.

It was cold in the chalet, no heater, but it's not nearly as cold in Botswana as it was in South Africa so it's not as bad as it could have been. Anne was still not happy, but I was feeling OK. I decided that I was going to just let myself enjoy the experience. Whatever. It's only 3 days. The place is gorgeous. It's not like being in the peace corps.

After a quick nosh, we headed out for the morning activity. Instead of the usual game drive, we were going out on a slow moving riverboat called "Lily" to check out the channels of the Santanadibe River and the flora and fauna.

Don't laugh. Those are my travellin' pants.

We didn't see any animals during the cruise, but it was a really relaxing way to spend the morning. The British family are shaping up to be good travel buddies; our ranger BT and tracker KB are really sweet.

Travellers

We had a little lesson about the various tribe of the Okavango. BT (short for Batsholelwang, whew) is part of the Hambukushu tribe which is known for cattle farming. KB is from the Bayei tribe, historically fishermen.

Anne and the boys

The only snag we hit was due to some industrious elephants who had trampled their way across the channel leaving tremendous stalks of papyrus in their wake. Our boat was in the weeds. BT and KB had some hard work ahead of them. We munched happily on dried fruit and biscuits while they freed us from the muck.

Traffic jam