I make no apologies for once again bringing the wonders of the Hadza to your attention. Last time it was via a great piece by Mike Carter in the Financial Times. This time it’s with reference to Christa d’Souza, whose wonderful article in November’s Vanity Fair takes us to the heart of what it is to be Hadza.
Zuzana left the office yesterday with a week’s annual leave and no idea where she was going. This afternoon we received a text saying, ‘We’re in Turkey’. This spirit of adventure is one of many reasons that Zuzana, Grant’s right hand woman, completes our team so well.
I am, once again, sitting in my tent at Kuro. I am writing by lamplight - again. Not only can I hear lions tonight, but I can make one of them out through the side gauze of my tent. Having perked up upon my exit from the shower, he is making his presence felt. Luckily, lions won't attack through the wall of a tent and, indeed, hardly ever attack humans. Even so, since the only thing protecting me is a piece of fabric, can you blame a chap for being a little terrified?
I am currently sitting in my tent writing by lamplight in the otherwise pitch-dark surroundings listening to the bellow of lions not far off and the suprisingly melodious cries of hyaenas. Today, we left Lake Duluti Lodge, which was comfortable and friendly.