

Voilà... le Kenya est derrière nous, avec ses merveilles... direction l'aéroport... Last visit before going to the airport. We go to the Nairobi zoo. Even not having gone on a safari… I still would have seen lions in Kenya. The zoo is beautiful, different from here in both setting and vegetation. The guide offers to let us go inside the pen to pet the cheetahs. Greg accepts and insists that I accompany him. Not on your life. I keep the camera to film the slaughter. Alas, all goes well. The cheetahs are soft like kittens. Even so, you wouldn’t get me in there. Greg is married. If he is disfigured, his wife will stlll keep him. But me, single person, not at all tough, disfigured, I wouldn’t even have a chance at attracting a lady … We go see the lions (Simba in Swahili). I am very impressed. In France, one sees them always at a distance. There, it comes within a few centimeters of me. Even behind the glass, I feel myself tremble inside. It growls and I take a good step back. Wow! What power, what size. Now I understand why it’s called King of the animals. And why it’s the females who go out to do the shopping, must not be a lot of fun at home. We continue on to see a hyena: very beautiful. A splendid russet-red fur. And so… Kenya is behind us, with its wonders… on to the airport…
4 commentaires:
merci :)
You are so funny and a big chicken too! No risks in life for you. Greg's wife will end up with the remains? You had to check your shorts even though you were behind the glass?! YMML!
I'm not a chicken at all. :) LOL
Thanks Avril. :)
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