The third leg of our trip wasn’t nearly as exciting as the preceding four days, but we did get to stay in a neat place called Nakuru.
The drive was like all the others and by this time I was pretty bored with looking at cows from the window so I decided to rest for much of the drive.
I did manage to wake up for a few exciting things along the way, like big, fat zebras along the side of the highway.
We also drove through a town named after me, perhaps they’ve been following my blog 🙂 The town was called Mtito Andei and mom made sure to get a photo of me with my sign.
We finally got to the town of Nakuru around 9pm, but then we had to enter a National Park called Lake Nakuru National Park. Apparently, National Parks don’t allow dogs, which is confusing for me since there are wild animals everywhere. Since we were so late, the National Park was already closed, but our hotel was inside, so this was a problem, or a matatizo, as we say in Swahili. It took Mr. Marcel a lot of bargaining with the guard to even let the humans enter the park so late. Mom had me all wrapped up in one of her scarves and so the guard asked about mom’s “rafiki ndogo“; he thought I was a human baby, I’d never been so flattered!
So eventually, the Park allowed us to enter and we drove around Lake Nakuru to the Sarova Lion Hill Lodge where we slept for the night.