East of the Sun Trip Part 5 : in which I conclude that the world is in fact magical and get new bruises on my butt
Our fourth sunrise in Lobéké. We rise, significantly less shinily than the sun, and start for the savanna. Valentin calls after us: “Today, you will see a gorilla!”
“Promise?” I grump back.
“You’ll see,” he responds, with his ever-present grin.