21/02/2026
Back from what was possibly the most incredible week ever - back from Serengeti and I’m not entirely sure I’ve returned.
Serengeti literally means”endless plains”.And staring there in that vastness i understood why.There is something about endlessness that feels like home.No borders, no intermediaries, no noise.. you arrive and you just are.
It’s startling in its simplicity,Pure. Almost sacred.There is a rare sensation in life when you feel you have found your place- not permanently,not definitively- but in that moment completely. Grounded , connected. As if everything makes sense. That’s what Serengeti gave me.Not answers, just presence.
Places are just landscapes until we allow ourselves to connect with them.Andwhen you do something shifts, you stop becoming an observer and become a part of the rhythm.
And what made it even more extraordinary was who we shared this with.Went with friends who are like family- the kind of people you can sit in silence with while watching a horizon stretch forever.The laughter on the long drives , the collective gasps , the silences , the watching and waiting before a hunt , the kills and the quiet after- am so grateful i got to feel all of this with them.
There was a moment when a lion came so close that its tail brushed against me. A moment that felt surreal, fragile and almost dangerous and intensely alive.No photograph can ever hold that weight, that drama, that pulse.
The Serengeti leaves something of itself within you.
I may have come back from Africa , but Africa never leaves you ❤️
