Land of the Giants????

My grandmother use to ask me when I was younger if I was a pygmy. Well I am not but……

I am only a couple of inches above 5 feet tall and proud of it!

However, I did feel a little shorter than usual at Camp Pom Pom thanks to my new friend Max:

Max and me


I have always been partial to tall men but let me tell you that I have never had one this tall before! And when Baloo came to join us for a picture, well I wasn’t sure if the camera would even capture me at all!



Max is a guide at Camp Pom Pom and has become one of my new friends. He has even promised to come visit me here in Gabs so we can go dancing together. Although our blossoming friendship hit a few snags along the way which had nothing to do with our height differences.

It seems that animals aren’t the only ones who are territorial in this stretch of the wilderness.

Upon arrival at Camp Pom Pom, everyone is assigned a guide and tracker who serve as your own personal concierges for your entire stay. I was lucky (but maybe not for them) to be assigned to Rams as my guide and Major, as my tracker. Rams turned out to be my Bush equivalent of Buche. How does a girl get so lucky??? While I only had three days with him our friendship doesn’t end just because I had to come back to Gabs. I am positive that Rams and his family will be coming to visit me in Gabs where I can’t wait to introduce him to Buche. I also have an invitation to visit them at their home in Maun. He truly is a wonderful man and I am so glad that I got to spend time with him. You will be hearing a few Rams stories as I publish my swamp blogs.

Major, well he was something special that is hard to capture into mere words. Part charmer, part goof, part tracker/poler extraordinaire he certainly provided an amusement factor for the entire three days that we were in camp. The first afternoon that I met himMajor, I also met Max and enjoyed a serious amount of good nature flirting when I could catch his eye way up there. So while Max and I were having fun it seems that Major had other plans.

Like the territorial beasts that he tracks, Major decided that he didn’t want Max encroaching on his territory. It didn’t matter that there was a certain young Australian member of our safari party that singularly caught his eye and attention. His on-going rivalry with “Mad Max” meant that Max wasn’t allowed to have any fun with me at all! Or so he thought….

I have it on good authority that a smack down took place in the employee quarters that first evening where, in Setswana, Max was told emphatically to leave me alone. Ah, someone should have warned Major that I have a mind of my own and no threats can convince me otherwise!  When I noticed that my new friend was keeping a wide berth when we were all in the main lodge it was pretty easy to figure out the problem. Let’s just say that Major was made to eat a little crow when all was said and done. However, he also earned my friendship and adoration so all is well that ends well.

It just goes to show that even in the middle of the bush I simply have a way of causing chaos. But it is nice to know that even bush men aren’t immune to my charm 😉

The competition continues!

Well it seems that my two of my favorite men in Botswana are still determined to one up each other and be crowned as #1 in my life.

Last Saturday I spent a wonderful day and evening in Mochudi with Lawrence who is now renting a house there. I have an update all ready to go but I am still waiting for Lawrence to send me the pictures to include with it – hint, hint!! It was such a great day and even included my attending a traditional wedding celebration – that is why I want to pictures to include with the post so I am not putting it up until I have them.

Buche, of course knows how much fun I had and what a wonderful day it was. So he is determined not to be outdone by Lawrence so he and his family have invited me for dinner this coming Saturday night. I just hope that Princess isn’t supplying the main meal. Apparently her ability to hunt and kill birds is growing by the day according to Buche. I will take my own camera so that I can get a picture of the little Princess in all of her glory (the cat, not me!) so you can see how much she has grown.

I have to admit that I find this very male competition between the two hilarious! It appears that each one is prepared to racket up the activities so not to be left behind. Buche appears far more confident that he is maintaining the number #1 spot over Lawrence. In fact, he is rather cocky about it 😉 Perhaps it is because he is more mature in years than Lawrence and he adopted Princess. Lawrence on the other hand melts my heart as he makes a fantastic baby brother for me. Oh, and he lets me beat him up in public places like grocery stores and still is seen in public with me.

If I can let you in on a secret, it would be that each of them holds a very special place in my life and nobody is capable of breaking the bond I have with either of them. So I will continue to enjoy the competition until it is time to come home to Canada. Maybe you better start taking bets on which one of them actually comes with me 🙂