And the Heat Strikes Again

Our last long drive was waiting for us when we left the lodge this morning. I said Goobye to my friend Grey and hopped into the bus last minute. It would be yet another 7hrs of great bumpy roads for us. The landscape lost its trees by the minute and left nothing else but dry grass and stones. The surroundings changed from poor to poorer, the little huts from the villagers getting smaller and smaller, their faces grumpy and mistrusting.
We had a quick stop at the biggest baobab in this region which is around 300 years old. Comparing its size and the size of the 300 year-old Elephant foot we saw yesterday, that was huge. We also stopped at some maybe fossils for Seb and Mike to take a look at, but they weren't sure and we moved on. It got hotter and hotter until we arrived in Tulear for our lunch break. When I sat down at the table, I felt very bad and it got worse by the second. Seb gave me some of my beloved electrolytes to drink, but my body was already kind of zoning out. I just tried to not faint, sit still, drink lots of water. I think, I got a heat stroke just then. Luckily, it was only another hour to go, but this hour took all of my strength. Finally, we arrived at the Bamboo Club in Ifaty, our home for the next three nights. Finally, we'd get some rest after this stressful round-trip.Read more