My wife, Tisha, is going on Safari to the country of Kenya on the African continent soon in mid-October for fourteen days. If any one doesn’t know where that is exactly please take a look below to become educated…truth to tell I had to check a year back or so to make sure exactly where it was…:)
Here in the U.S. , where we live, it will be Autumn when she leaves. There in Kenya , it will be Spring during the semi-rainy season. It’s a good season to be going. The animals are on the move and the weather is not so hot and dry or wet as other seasons can be there.
I worry for her. She won’t be alone though. She is going with her mom on the trip along with a group of ten others as part of package deal. She wanted me to come but the money wasn’t there. Especially, since we ourselves went on a big trip three years ago to the Caribbean, which I’m still paying on (money well spent mind you)
My wife is going because her mother asked her to, as part of a Bucket List she wished to fulfill after her husband died a few years back. Her mom is picking up alot of the costs.
My wife, Tisha, was unsure at first if she should accept the offer. You see, we had always planned on taking a trip like this together one day. We love Africa; the land, the people, the culture, and most especially the wildlife.
My wife asked me what I thought she should do. I told her you would be crazy if you didn’t, plus her mom needed this since her husband had died. She had to do it, I told her.
So she’s going.
This will be the first big trip we haven’t shared. Yes, I envy her. But more so, I am so very happy for her to be getting this chance.
I also am very proud of her. She’s fearless, my wife. She is Jack Hanna, Lara Croft and Indiana Jones all rolled into one. I admire her strength and courage. I know she will be fine.
Hey, she’s my wife…:)