What could possibly go wrong?
I met him at our camp in Masai Mara National Park, Kenya. He was surprisingly fluent in English so of course we started talking. When the sun was about to set he asked me if I wanted to join him to his village. I asked him how far it was but he assured me it wasn’t far... so why not? What can possibly go wrong alone in the darkness in the middle of Masai Mara??
Walking to his village
We sat off. After 30 min walking I asked him how much left it was to walk. It had become dark and we heard the lions in the distance. Not far now he said, so no worries Mr Patrik. After additional 15 min we finally reached the village. He gave me a tour around it and I was invited to his hut. Sorry to say it was now too dark to take any photos.
Pitch black when going back
When the time came to go back it had become pitch black. It was amazing to cross the plain, just me, him and the stars in the sky. We heard the unmistakable sounds of the lions, they were much closer now. I asked him what he actually could do if a lion would show up. He stopped and looked at me and smiled. No worries Mr Patrik I have my “rungu”. He showed it to me. No more explanations needed, obviously it was self explanatory. He had his “rungu”...
Three lions, then problem Mr Patrik!
I insisted, what if there are two lions...? He just looked at me with pity and said “hakuna matata” Mr Patrik and he shook his “rungu” and started walking again. But then he added, three or more lions Mr Patrik then we have problem! He gave me a big assuring smile and the only thing I saw in the darkness was his white teeth.
A “rungu” is a wooden throwing club or baton. It‘s especially associated with Masai morans (male warriors) who have traditionally used it in warfare and for hunting. And “hakuna matata” means “no problem” in Swahili.
The fucking baboons
Eleven years ago (!) I published a video on Youtube from Krüger National Park in South Africa. It reached almost 5.000.000 viewers!
And yeah, I guess the title tells it all!