I want some air to flow through my tent and so before I head to breakfast, I pull my rain fly half off and loop it through another tent section. But after lunch, I find my rain fly has been carefully replaced and clipped back down by one of the guards who watches over Noloholo. I am so touched by the thoughtfulness that I can’t bring myself to
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The Masai have always intrigued me: they seem such a regal people to me. I've always read the same about them as you described here. Fascinating. And I'm sure reassuring, to know they are there protecting you. Great comfort, that.
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