Bush people are pretty amazing. People who work in the lodge and conservation. Bush people.
Look, let’s be honest. You will most definitely find a few really fucked up individuals in the bush. Really really strange people who are either hiding from something in their life or who are so into nature and wildlife that they have the personality of a bread plank and it’s best for everybody that they stay away from society.
But other than that, most bush people are amazing. Friendly. Helpful. Giving. There just a general vibe of… hey, life is awesome so let’s make the most of it. And I like that.
Was only gonna just share some thoughts on road trips but when I got to the coffee station at Tswalu this morning and a strange guy – a bush person – offered me some of his rusks I was reminded that there are still good people in the world.
Anyway, I just arrived home after a 7 hour road trip with Andrew D. I love road trips. I love everything about it. The early morning coffee before you hit the road. Driving while the sun comes up and sky turn ring from black to orange to blue as night turns into day.
The open road. The changing landscapes. The time alone with your thoughts. Good conversation. The excitement of the destination. The fresh memories of a recent destination.
A road trip, and driving, is like therapy to me. There something about that gets me on a deeper level. I crave it. It’s the idea that you’re starting a story, an adventure, regardless of how intense or outlandish it may be.
Definitely gonna explore this in more details and I’m planning to, for me, do a lot more road trips. I even want a Suzuki Jimny with which to do it. But hey, let’s see how it goes.
For now though, time to sit back with a single malt and reflect on a pretty amazing few days.
Wherever in the world you are, good morning, good evening and good night.
Stay safe. Stay awesome.