The other day I’ve been camping in the bushes in Okavango delta, Botswana, Southern Africa, a place without electricity, running water, anything, literally in the middle of nowhere. Got there by sitting behind an africa truck for 3 hours then a further 2 hours canoeing down the river with hippos around…

Right so that night I was woken up by some scratching sounds outside my tent. It was in the middle of the night and there was nothing but complete darkness. I heard some weird noises and more scratches. But I was just too tired I drifted back to sleep.

The next morning, one of the local guides who brought us there said a wild lion went into our campsite last night.

oooh. exciting. so i suppose he or she wanted to sleep with me.