Another preview on the Botswana self-drive…
Elephants were heading for the water as the sun set. I was cooking dinner while this happened so we wouldn’t eat and then have to climb into the tent in the dark.
You can probably guess how difficult it was to finesse a gas-top-cooked Spanish omelet while all this was going on behind me.
The omelet survived, dinner was delicious as the sky turned violet, and we just made it into the tent by dark.
Unscathed by morning, and there I am back in the kitchen. We started another day with coffee, then collapsed the tent and set out for a game drive.
I can attest that a Spanish omelet tastes even better when prepared with elephants.
I was there!