A restless nomad
Trip Start Apr 18, 2011
179Trip End Apr 08, 2012
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After attempting to help fix the steel cage onto the back of the truck, it was realised more parts were needed: parts that meant a trip to a shop - and not today.
The afternoon picked up however with an impromptu trip out around the reserve to see if we could find any black rhino. We didn't find any, but did pick a female up on signal, hiding in the thick shelter of trees on the side of a valley.
HIP is without a doubt the most beautiful of landscapes; it's so green and vast - the hills seem to roll away endlessly into the skyline. The landscape here is perhaps the most natural and unspoiled: wild flowers crawl up the sides of steep, grassy banks, small streams cruise through rocks and the heavy roots of trees and the grass grows tall and untamed.
I'm very much taken with the surroundings here, but I still feel a little lost and restless, for no certain reason. I feel unconnected, and while I appreciate my new, temporary life, I'm struggling a little getting my head around it.
I found myself today listening to the other volunteers saying how they didn't want to leave South Africa and go home; to Holland, to America, to the UK. The people I've met while travellig seem to be running away from home - from their other, everyday life. I can't decide if this is true of myself: perhaps I ran away from my everyday life, but what I'm running away from exactly, I'm not sure. I'll call it my quarter life crisis for now.
So with just three days left on the reserve before I end the wildlife project, I find that I am ready for the next leg of my African adventure. Africa is certainly doing well to charm my senses, although I realised today that it hasn't quite gotten under my skin in the same way my very short time in India managed. There's still plenty of time however and I'm very excited to experience Mozambique and more.