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The Ostrich derby
South Africa is a dramatic blend of cultures and stunning
landscapes, forming a veritable smorgasbord of flavors for all five senses. It has
two oceans, the finest of wines, a fascinating history and an optimistic future.
And to top it all off, South Africa also has more ostriches than any other country
on earth.
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Primitive
art
It is December the 23rd and I am
thinking of a roast turkey with cranberry sauce and a
steaming pile of delicious Brussels sprouts. Outside,
through the frosted window pane is a world of the purest
white, while inside, amongst the stacks of pillows, exists
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Ants
in my pants
A sharp sting to my earlobe was
the first indication that something had gone horribly
wrong with my plan. Evidently I had underestimated the
size of mesh covering my face while simultaneously overestimating
the quality of the bee suite.
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Bungee
jump
As a naturalist freelance writer
in Costa Rica I usually have a wonderfully, as they say,
tranquilo lifestyle. I amble through forests checking
out birds, monkeys and fascinating insects, or else I
get to trek through the peaceful hills in search of the
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Frogs
“Times fun when you’re having flies.” --- Kermit the Frog.
Frogs and toads, cold-blooded herptiles (amphibians and
reptiles) can be found on every continent except Antarctica.
The name originates from ancient Greek, roughly translating
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A
jaguar kissed my face
It is pitch black, an evening tarred
with solid darkness, and the air feels thick and syrupy.
It engulfs me in satin, a sensation akin to confinement,
but there is nothing I can do about it. I feel my unwanted
companion, Mr. Claustrophobia, creeping into my consciousness
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In
search of killer ants
From deep within the towering jungle,
at the very extremity of the coffee plantation, a spine-chilling
noise is heard by all. Hooves and claws drum upon the
ground, branches crack, animals wail in fear. The workers
down tools and stare in dread towards the forest; they
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Volcanic
Luxury
It had been an exhausting day,
chock-full of adventurous activities.
We had zoomed around the mountains on all-terrain quad
bikes, zipped over gaping canyons strapped into harnesses,
galloped across fields on stallions, more>>
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Strangler
If strangler fig trees lived in
my native England, oh what a happy childhood I would have
had. Such bizarre twisted forms, full of caverns and convolutions,
perfect for climbing, perfect for boyhood adventures.
However, they do not grow in Europe, or anywhere else
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Galapagos
I have always been rather fond
of boobies, lovely things that they are.
I saw my first pair on a television program at an impressionable
young age and fell in love instantly, vowing that when
and if I [eventually] grew up I should like to see as
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“It’s
a bug’s world”
“You know what your problem is,
Dale?” I was once told by a doctor. “It’s that you have
a size hang-up!” It was a rather insulting statement I
thought, and one that caused me to feel a flush of annoyance,
requiring some personal effort to conceal. “Once you get
over that hang-up though, a new world will more>> |
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