July, 2007
Dear Hezron,
Sometimes there are just no words to be spoken, but I will try to tell you how my trip to Tanzania with you as our private guide affected me. I will share with you a page from my travel journal on July 16, 2006.
I am speechless. It was a long, long day; up at 6:00 a.m. and stopping at 5:30 p.m. The Serengeti is so endless in its flat plains and the sun so very intense. My body, hair, and clothing were all caked with dust and sunscreen, but I cared little as we were constantly surprised with numerous encounters of majestic wildlife: glorious elephants with their young, tall elegant giraffes, the graceful impala, royal lions six feet away from us sleeping under a tree, playful baboons, the beautiful cheetah, enormous hippos, the most magnificent leopard, and even a pride of lions feasting on a kill (a zebra).
After all this, I was so overwhelmed that I remained speechless all the way to our new lodgings with tears gently rolling down my cheeks, as they are doing once again as I write this, because I feel so very lucky to be able to experience this and yet so inadequate and inept at sharing what I am feeling right now.
Thank you, my friend.
susan mays
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