We said goodbye to the lush oasis of Xigera as we headed to our first dry camp - Chitabe Trails.
Talk about sardines in a can! Duncan, who flew us from Maun to Xigera, also flew us to Chitabe Trails in the same 13-seater.
The change in the landscape became more obvious as we neared the Chitabe airstrip.
We looked carefully as we flew over this waterhole, but did not see any wildlife.
When the annual flood waters finally hit the area, the transformation will be complete.
Vervet monkeys mischieviously peeked out of trees as we made our way to camp.
This vervet monkey was obviously as curious about us as we were about it.
The tents at this camp were on the ground.
Our very own termite mound; since there were no holes in it, we knew it to be an "active" mound with the little critters still in residence.
The mosquito nets here individually wrapped around each bed at night.
The facilities in the rear of the tent.
Our private outside shower was detached from the tent and faced the wide open expanse of the savanna.
The lounge and bar area.
The dining area. The drums on the left side were beaten to wake us up and call us to meal functions.
Fancy-folded napkins added elegance. The blankets on the chairs helped keep our legs warm during dinner.
We did take advantage of the lounge chairs for a bit of R&R, but the water in the plunge pool was too cold for a dip.
Mui took advantage of a lull in the day for a quick afternoon snooze.
Guests and camp staff congregated around the fire for warmth and good conversation.