My Kilimanjaro ascent has been well-documented on my social media, but I actually never got around to sharing my safari snaps from the Serengeti. Before I summited the tallest peak in Africa, I spent nearly a week sleeping under the stars and getting up close and personal with the wild residents in East Africa.
Even though it was cloudy and drizzly almost the entire time, the safari was impeccably timed with the great wildebeest migration, one of the natural wonders of the world. Millions of wildebeest trek between Maasai Mara and Serengeti. It's not an easy journey as hungry predators like crocodiles, lions and leopards wait for the precise moment to strike.
This trip was a first of many sorts. It was my first trip to east Africa. It was my first solo adventure since I graduated from college. It was also the first trip where I had five marriage proposals from complete strangers. Most importantly, this was the first time where I felt like I was free from the bounds of human civilization and chains of societal norms. During our safari, we did not have access to running water nor electricity. This was the first time I didn't carry a laptop with me since it would just turn into a giant paperweight. It was just me in the African wild, and I wouldn't have had it any other way.