Day 17
Monday, January
22, 2018
Today
I woke up at 6:00 to eat breakfast and to catch the 9:00 ferry. We loaded the
bus and drove to the port. The port and border crossing was hectic as usual.
There were crazy salespeople and the men carrying our luggage were all fighting
with each other. We crossed on the ferry but our bus was not there when we
arrived. We sat in a restaurant until our bus came. We drove to the border and
handed our passports over to the chief so that he could take them to security.
This worked last time when traveling from Senegal into The Gambia but would not
work traveling from The Gambia into Senegal. They wanted to see us in person
while stamping our passports. This took a lot of extra time and was a stressful
process.
We
soon arrived at the lion reservation! I have been waiting for this moment all
trip. It was $60 per person to walk with the lions. I thought that the price
was outrageous. Anyways, we all had to carry wooden staffs into the lion area.
The lions respect and do not harm those carrying a wooden staff. The
reservation had four adult lions and four younger lions. We saw two female,
adult lions. I was surprised to hear that lions sleep 20 hours a day. They also
eat every four days and are fed donkey meet. The lions were laying down, so we
were able to go behind them and get pictures. You must always be behind the
lion. If you are in front, you are seen as an enemy of prey. There were at
least five workers trying to get the lions to walk so that we could take
walking pictures, but they just wanted to lay down in the shade. I was thankful
enough to get a walking picture with them.
Buba
nicknamed me the Lion King because I would not stop bugging him about when we
were going to see the lions. He always pushed me to the front of the line and
begged the workers to give me special treatment. He wanted me to pet one of the
lions but the workers said that they would get fired if that happened. They
explained that if they let one person pet a lion, they would then post that
picture on social media. People would see that picture and then everyone would
want to pet a lion. The workers told us that no one from the public has touched
a lion in two years. As they are saying this, Buba is playing with the lion’s
tail. Buba told the workers that it was my birthday (which it wasn’t) and asked
them what they can do special for me. He kept pestering the workers to let me
pet the lion. The workers finally gave in, made everyone walk away so that no
one could take pictures, and they let me pet the tail. I felt a bit embarrassed
and I hated breaking the rules but it was a fun experience. One of the workers
gave Buba some lion tail hairs and Buba gave them to me. This was one of my
favorite parts of the trip.
We
had a five hour bus ride to go back to Pink Lake in Senegal. We stopped once to
fill up gas, so I decided to go to the bathroom. I went into the stall and ran
out immediately. There must have been 100 flies swarming around. Buba thought
it was hilarious but I did not. Around 9:00 pm, we arrived at Pink Lake.
Apparently, all the rooms were full so the girls stayed at Chez Salim hotel and
the boys had to go to another hotel nearby. This was just inconvenient.
Tomorrow, we have to move back to Chez Salim once people move out. I am happy
this trip is coming to an end. It is chaotic.
Goodnight from
Senegal,
Andy
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