Johannesburg, South Africa
September 11, 2003
When you arrive at the resort, you see lush green lawns, scattered with freestanding two-and three-bedroom chalets and lots of indigenous trees. Everything about the units shouts out you are in Africa. From the thatched roofs, the giraffe mirror frames, and the Ginny fowl light shades, to a mosquito net over each bed. The front wall of the chalet is made of canvas that can be rolled up. This invites the patio with a lovely barbecue area, and the African bush to be part of the chalet.
At night, while you sit around a big fire, looking at the bright stars, listening to the lions roar and the hyenas laugh in the distance, you know this is wilderness. An electric fence prevents herds of buffalo and elephant from taking a short cut through the resort. It did not prevent day visitors like a bushbuck, a family of mongoose, monkeys, and some warthogs to welcome us though. Just remember that these are wild animals, not pets. My little girl had a scuffle with a warthog and she ended up with a bruise to proove it.
The resort has a lovely restaurant called The Boma. A buffet dinner will cost you R180 per person. Here you can wrap your taste buds around local delicacies like Mopanie worms.
During the day you can laze around the swimming pool while the kids jump on the trampoline or play on the jungle gym.
Every evening we went to The Safari Lodge for sundowners and complimentary snacks. Our favourite was Zambezi in the green bottle, a local beer for R12 (J&B Whiskey at R40 a tot). As the sun was setting we watched herds of buffalo and elephant drink at the waterhole while we listened to the roars of lions announcing the night. This was the time to unwind, the time to press your ear against the chest of our Creator, and listen to his heartbeat.
From journal Lokhuthula Lodge - Vic Falls