The dirt is red and moist, covered in lush green as we wind our way up to the rim of the Ngorongoro Crater. At the top is a cloud forest, a tropical tangle ringing the caldera floor half a mile below. Inside, it might as well be The Land that Time Forgot.
Remember what I said about just throwing away all those photos from the previous day? We had another one of those: wildebeest and zebras so thick on the road that you just couldn’t get through. Jackals taunting lions, baboons flashing their shiny behinds at hippos, hyenas. Lakes full of flamingos, and the sky full of storks and vultures. The whole thing became a game of “How many species can we get in one photo?” (winner was six: hippo, baboon, zebra, wildebeest, oxpecker and Egyptian geese; the jackals wouldn’t cooperate)
I think I’m just going to give up on narrative here and show you a bunch of pictures.