Tuesday, September 1, 2009

TUESDAY. LATER.





Impala.

There are impala at the watering hole in the clearing below the lodge. Moses calls impala “one eleven” because of the three black stripes that run down their butts. Even when the tail is up, there’s a middle stripe. One Eleven.

Game Drive.

There are so many animals today. Kili’s snowcap is visible. The moon is still in the bright sky and the base of the red and orange boulders of the granite kopies are surrounded by grazers: gazelle, zebra, hartebeest, and wildebeest.

Just as quickly as Kili reveals himself, he disappears behind the low clouds that always surround him.

Paula sits in the front seat next to Daniel. She’s wearing a safari hat, sunglasses, and her shirt collar is around her ears. The strap of her hat is pulled tightly around her chin.

Daniel says, ‘Paula, you look different today.”

“In a bad way?” Paula asks.

LATER.

Swimming. Cool water and hot sun. The pool is perfect so the guys and I take a dip and talk about Fire Island and Provincetown.

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