Souvenirs and Memories Go Home With Me
“Any traveler who doesn’t return from a trip a changed person has taken only half the journey. Step by step, I went the entire distance.” – Pat Bean
African Safari:
So sad, I thought, as the last day in Africa drew to a close. Just as the wildebeest had started their migration, so must we migrate back to our homes in America, for which I truly had new appreciation.
Or I could write an entire blog about our flight being delayed three hours, leaving us with nothing to do but browse the airport’s souvenir shops because there was no place to sit.
Kim and I both thought this was a well thought-out ploy to make sure tourists didn’t take any money out of Africa, although we willing obliged the shop owners because we both had family and friends back home who expected presents from our adventure.
These things were minor in comparison to the memories we were taking home with us. I’ve been fortunate that during my life I’ve had many fantastic adventures. I’ve paddled down the Colorado through the Grand Canyon, visited the Galapagos Islands, which prompted Charles Darwin to write “Origin of Species,” and spent a couple of days on Miyajima, what many consider Japan’s most beautiful island.
This African safari, however, topped them all. As I finally got to lean my head back and relax once we boarded the plane I thought of all the things I would miss. The list included our wonderful guides, educated men who watched over us and showed us the best parts of their country.
I would miss the sunrises and sunsets, and knew that I would understand the next time I read or heard someone talking about Africa’s amazing light. It really does have a special glow to it.
And oh how I would miss Africa’s colorful birds. I had added 182 lifers on this trip, the final one being a bronze mannikin flitting around the garden at the Karen Blitz Cottages. I wondered also if there was some hidden meaning in the fact that both the first and last bird I saw in Africa was the hadada ibis. I haven’t figured that one out yet, but for some reason it seems important.
I would miss Africa’s wildlife, much of which is disappearing. Kim and I were told we were fortunate to see it while it was still there. I hate to imagine an Africa without big cats, zebras, elephants, wildebeest, jackals, hyenas and all the rest.

And I'll miss the funny antics of baby baboons that tease and then run back to their big dads for protection. -- Photo by Kim Perrin
Just the fact that we saw no black rhinos does not bode well for the future. Where in the 1960s, there were about 70,000 of them, today there are less than 3,000, and they are considered endangered. Their decimation has come about because of their horns. The Chinese want them for their perceived medicinal properties, and the Arabs want them for their elaborate daggers. One the black market, a rhino horn is worth thousands of dollars, too big an incentive for subsistence farmers to resist.
And I would also miss the cacophony of color that I saw everywhere, from Africa’s red earth to the clashing colors of the robes and clothes worn by the Maasai. I’ve always thought bright colors are joyful, and wondered why so many Americans – definitely not me – mostly choose to wear drab colors. It’s as if we want to blend into the background and not make a statement about who we are.
Africa awakened new insights in me that will color the rest of my days. Travel, I have learned, is as much about discovering oneself as it is about seeing new sights. Anyone who doesn’t return a changed person has taken only half the journey.
Step by step, I traveled the entire distance. And I want to go back.
Awesome adventures Pat, so glad you shared your journey with us and with such vivid details.
Thanks Martina. It was fun to relive the adventures, which I’m hoping to put in small book form with some of the photos. Going to learn how to do that next month.
Keep writing … Pat Bean https://patbean.wordpress.com
Wonderful, I haven’t posted many replies to your recounting of this but have enjoyed vicariously, your adventures.
Travel is about change, ourselves and where we visit for having been there. And I think you have done enough to tick both boxes Where is next on your Itinerary?
Jim
Oregon for a week to learn how to self publish some of my travel writing, if time a brief stop in Yosemite, then it’s on to Tucson, Arizona, where my youngest daughter just moved and where I hope to get in some good birding. Southeast Arizona gets Mexican birds that just barely come across the border. Then it’s on to the Texas Gulf Coast for a grandson’s wedding, and then to Dallas to house sit for two weeks for my oldest daughter. Maybe Florida after that for the birth of my second great-grandchild. The Blue Ridge Parkway between the Smokey and Shenandoah mountains is calling to me, and so is Ayers Rock in Australia which keeps getting postponed because of budget restraints. Thanks for following Maggie and me. Most of my travels are not quite as exotic as Africa, but rewarding just the same in their own way. The more I travel, the more I come to find and enjoy beauty in nature everywhere I go. At my age, it seems the important thing is to keep moving.
Keep writing … Pat Bean https://patbean.wordpress.com
In one of my books on animal symbolism it says that seeing an ibis means healing, magic and protection surround you. Makes sense!
Didn’t that last issue of the mag make you want to jump on a plane to Cambodia? I’m on the west coast of Florida. If you get down this way, say hello while you are breezing through.
Thanks so much for sharing your African adventures with us. Putting it in a book is a great idea!
Hi Pat,
Enjoyed your post on your Serengeti safari. Would you consider a safari to South Africa – to the world renowned Kruger Park?
If that gets on your to do list, look me up and let me show you the wondrous wildlife of Kruger!
Frank