I checked into camp the night before after seeing three of the big five on the drive from Malelane gate to Berg-aen-Dal camp which is not very far at all. I already knew it was going to be another amazing journey to Kruger National park; one of my favorite places on Earth. What a pleasure it was to be back. Mom Wildebeest and Her Newborn Calf. I drove only another mile or so when I came upon white rhino; my second sighti.

Sunday, June 5, 2011. Give Granny the Cheap One. Off to Chartres on the train. Arriving at Chartres, I walked up a long hill with charming little shops on either side of the street. The church is in the background.

Traveling aged with a sense of humor. Traveling aged can pose restrictions on active sports and Sunday lurked with nothing to do. Seriously, nothing! Well, fudge, nothing interesting until I remembered a friend mentioned this sport that happens in Portland. Mondo Croquet and Mad Hatter Picnic. Thinking this would be a great spectator sport for an aged person I hopped on a max train humming the tune the white rabbit sang in. Needing a potty worse th.

It can be very hard to come back to real life after such a great weekend filled with friends and celebration. On our way there we drove some of the county and state routes. The great thing about these smaller roads is that it often leads to fantastic unexpected sights.