The bridge has been washed away, he says, so we’ll have to take the long road. The long road turns out to look a lot like it’s been washed away, too, but eventually the truly all terrain vehicle reaches the camp by the river. Our hosts arrive wrapped in their cloths, bright spots in an otherwise camouflaged Savannah.
Later, standing in the open roof of the car, watching the elephants walk by unperturbed by your awe, you think there was a time when I did not believe it would be worth to live to see this. The feeling is so distant now that your outstretched fingertips cannot reach it. At night, your hosts lead you through the bush, careful that you do not run into the hippopotamuses that live along the river banks at your feet. The sky is a million stars. You think, my heart is full. Fall asleep to the sounds of the world. Fall asleep like your life is worth seeing.
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