The End of the Main Tour and on to Cape Town - 28 Nov. 2018

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 Twelve feet and only two are on the ground. What a way to say goodbye to Chobe.

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 Baboon posers.

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 The part of the group going back home today. The question is, are they happy to be going home or are they happy at being rid of us?

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 Everyone has a cell phone.
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 The rest of the world knows climate change is real.

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 The view from our hotel room with Table Mountain in the distance.

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