So
far this journey has been incredible and incredibly different than my time in
Ghana with Blue Kitabu. Our trip started off with a two-day retreat at Camp
Oldarpoi next to the Maasai Mara to safari and take in the vastness that is the
reserve. This was probably the first time that I’ve been completely stunned
into silence—the magnificence of the never-ending savannah blending into the
horizon with hundreds of animals dotting the sun-touched plains is truly
unforgettable. The sounds on the safari only made the experience more
intense—fast Maa and Swahili buzzing through a radio next to the rumble of our
safari bus, and the rustling of tall dry grasses in the wind while wildebeest
and zebra scatter in front of us. It’s honestly no surprise that the best
sightings of the trip were completely unexpected—a female cheetah nursing her
baby, a male lion dozing in the midday heat, groups of elephants traveling with
their young, giraffes frolicking in the morning, the wildebeest migration, and
hippos relaxing in the few pools of water remaining in the Mara.
On
our last day at Camp Oldarpoi (and Mayra’s birthday!) we got to go on a walking
safari up the mountain behind the camp and then go to the Maasai village that
the camp supports. We were escorted by three incredibly patient Maasai
warriors, who let us try our hand at both archery and throwing various weapons
without fear of us destroying everything (a very real possibility). At the village we were greeted by the
traditional dances of the men and women. Also, we were able to visit a boma—the
traditional home of a Maasai, which was surprisingly small, cramped, and dark.
We also got to watch how the Maasai traditionally make fire—by rubbing a
slender stick into a flat piece of polished wood to make small embers, which
added to kindling make fire.

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