Maasai Mara

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 The land cruiser rides were bumpy in the wilds. Called a Kenyan massage. https://lightroom.adobe.com/shares/9ba3c93ce0cd4f1a991c26cc06cec85f

Here are some zebra https://lightroom.adobe.com/shares/d1014d1588314df698ff383ac74e02d3

I’m with Heidi, our trip leader, and the adventurous Bobbi, who snuck into our cruiser for a morning.
We were released from our dusty Kenyan massage in our land cruisers for a glorious respite at a lodge. Beer and views. 
It seemed Earnest Hemingway would appear any minute.









Old painting of a migration, long ago. 

A chandelier seemingly out of Z Gallery



Awesome end to another fabulous day!


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