Thursday, Feb 6. Routine day. Early breakfast, drive, brunch, siesta (or walk), learn and discover (Botswana affairs and intricate basket weaving), second drive, dinner. Stopped for tea and coffee. “High tea” also. The emphasis on tea is getting old.
A wealth of wildlife. The highpoint was watching hundreds of zebras cross the river. Deep enough to force the babies to swim. Occasional fights among two or three zebras. Just incredible show. Also encountered several testy elephants. Truck’s battery died at one point (“This is when an elephant is supposed to charge!” Said I). We had to push start it.
No “cats”. Saw a jackal from a distance. Tomorrow we are promised a cat. Every cat I’ve ever seen at zoos have in fact been boringly docile, so I’m hoping to see one, but not expecting fireworks. (The lion we saw on day one yawned.)
Pulled out my photo printer and became much sought after by staff. Health is improving.
Fight with tree. Tree won. 
Baby giraffe nursing. 
Zebras crossing river. Mesmerizing. 
