a safari chronicle · Namibia, south to north-east
Day Eighteen
One line on what this day was: the miles, the sightings, the camp at the end of it.
Namibia · dates to come
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One evocative line to open the day.
Opening paragraph, written once the day's story lands. The wake-up knock, coffee by the fire, what the night left printed in the sand.
The main movement of the day: the game drive, the dunes, the long gravel miles, whatever the day put in front of the family.
A lighter human aside from the day. The camp table, the sighting retold and improved, tomorrow's early start agreed and instantly doubted.
The best of the family's messages and voice notes, tidied only enough to read.
Closing prose. Where the sun went down, what walked past camp, the sky after the fire died.
A short italic envoi, the feeling to leave on.