Our friends in Nairobi helped us find a safari guide (Apollo), and we set off on our journey south across the Rift Valley to the majestic Masai Mara which borders the Serengeti in Tanzania, (properly pronounced Tan-ZAN-ia).
After a few hours in Apollo’s matatu, we pulled off the main tarmac onto the bumpiest road we’ve ever been on. My head hit the ceiling at least twice before Apollo figured out that he had to slow down a bit. 35km later, we reached the Mara Safari Club, a watery respite in the dry climate. It sits on an oxbow in the Mara River, and includes a wildlife sanctuary as its property. It also features a number of Hippo families that are quite the rowdy bunch in the day AND night.
The staff was fantastic, and it proved why it was a 5-star hotel in the Mara. John was our server and wants to work for Free The Children in the area.
The only downside is that it turns out that the Club is an hour’s bumpy trip further down the awful road to the actual Maasai Mara National Reserve. We endured that commute on two days over our 3-Day safari. The third day was spent enjoying the hotel and swimming in the pool and seeing the animals in the sanctuary.
Our last evening in the park, we headed out, happy and satisfied. We pulled over to watch a last group of zebras comfortably grazing in the field: