The scorching sun is showing its marks. Red ones, all over our body. Also, most of our daily budget is going towards ice cream. Oh fiery red one, how we've missed you!
Slowly sizzling away we continued the seemingly endless straights through cheetah country. The road, however, seems a bit closed off from the reserve by slightly mountainous terrain. To our dissapointment no kitties were spotted. Around lunchtime Oli realised he had forgotten his sunglasses at our last stop, and turned around to search for them. Meanwhile, the rest participated in our newest sport. Throwing rocks at other rocks. It sounds lame, but don't judge before you try. The primitive simplicity of it is what gives it beauty. Humans have been playing this game since the beginning of history. We are merely going back to our roots.
Since we haven't passed any civilization for a while now, people who pull up for a selfie started giving us all kinds of treats. Cookies, fruits, mystery boxes and even chai. When the sun started casting its lesser beams we made a last attempt to see those furry fuckers. We headed way off the road, behind a small hill and spread some snacks around, but alas.