Flamingo Lodge, Karatu
Pleasant drive to the campsite through some amazing scenery on the way. I am feeling a bit rough from my fall earlier today so I had a snooze. The site is a lovely shady campsite attached to an expensive lodge with a pool. We peasant campers have to pay to use the pool. I’m not a huge fan of pools but they can sometimes be handy for cooling down on a scorching day, so long as there’s plenty of shade to protect my tender white Irish skin.
We arrived mid-afternoon and pitched our tents on the lawn and then spent the afternoon sitting in the shade and chatting until it was dinnertime.
Now that the short rains have eased off, or hopefully stopped, I have reverted to camping again. In a tent, that is.
The biggest hassle in the beginning, apart from the rain, is organising my stuff into bags suitable for different circumstances such as camping, hotels, away from truck nights etc. I have a system and it removes the stress for me. Luckily, last year, on my Silk Road trip, I bought a good sleeping mat and sleeping bag so I’m assured of a warm and comfortable night’s sleep. So long as I’m not eejit enough to pitch my tent on a slope so I’m slipping off the sleeping mat all night. I did that once or twice!
Off to bed early for a late departure the following morning for Ngorongoro Crater and the Serengeti.