The final two camps we stayed at were so different – Tongabezi had this jungle/treehouse vibe to it and Okuti was much more rustic, although both were crazy beautiful. I just happened to be sick and bed-ridden the last few days, but I was stuck in this room with the most gorgeous bed so I couldn’t complain. What I can complain about is the fact that I was sick the whole plane ride home, which is a solid 24 hours of traveling. I flagged down one of those airport golf cart looking things and hitched a ride lol.
My mom took the above photo and I just love it. Still remains one of my favorites ever.