the tent
It’s late afternoon in Jack’s Camps’ mythical Persian-inspired tea tent. The air is thick and still. There’s a lull in the conversation, which moments ago involved animated chatter about the topic of the season: the rain. Or, more specifically the amount, which has entirely transformed the current view through the tent flaps from a dry, cracked desert pan to a lake. Our guide, Super Sande, a gentle oak tree of a man, with a dazzling smile and an intimate knowledge of the area from having worked for the family-run Uncharted Africa Safaris for well over two-thirds of
