So Eleanor invited me to go to a local safari with her. Some closed pens but mostly a drive through safari. Sweet sheep, cute baby chickens, exotic monkeys, beautiful peacocks, even some elegant giraffes sound delightful. When you pass through the gates to the drive through the possibilities open up. We didn’t buy a food bucket since the car in front was already feeding the various fauna: deer, bison, gazelles, and llamas.
We stopped to take a photo-with the windows down- (Some of you are ahead of me here but remember that the staff drives people through on golf carts so it wasn’t completely obvious what might follow). The first moment we doubted that decision was when an Ibex stuck his giant face into the car and commenced chewing on my seat belt.
We screamed and laughed as we tried to let him discover there was no food bucket. He wasn’t having it. He just KNEW we had food SOMEWHERE and if we didn’t he would settle for bits of our clothes and dignity. Finally we pushed him back firmly, hoping he didn’t go for our fingers, and rolled up the windows. It worked. My blood was thundering through my ears now.
As we moved on we took a few deep breaths and grinned nervously at each other. Eleanor hit the gas and we were moving on with the safari. And that’s when I looked in my side view mirror to see this chasing our car.
I didn’t know llamas were so fast.
He came out of nowhere like a lion after a gazelle.
Eleanor could only go so fast without endangering the other animals and her car. So we just kept driving at a terrified 15 mile per hour clip through hill and valley, to grandmothers house because a llama wants to murder us…We were losing it, crying and laughing and trying to compose ourselves.
I wish I had a recording of the sound I made because it brought tears to Eleanor’s eyes and had her laughing the rest of the safari. Finally the Llama gave up the chase and left us in edgy peace. After a bit we enjoyed some interesting looking cows and some cool African animals I can’t describe because the eyes of the llama were burned into my soul.
The sun set and we drove back into town tired and happy. We were both terrified and amused that day. So it was a great day.
For further proof of the scariness of this encounter please see below:
*in this one we are represented by the front llama.
Ok…that last one is pretty adorable actually. But still I wouldn’t cuddle one.