As we drove out towards the horizon, sleepy eyes gazing out the windows to the surrounding landscape. Large mountain cliffs slowly transitioning into rolling hills, fell flat into open plains and red earth, Dust trailing behind us. I whispered stories to her. I spoke of a land where we can go see monkeys, rhino's and hippo's
A place where we can stare a sumatran tiger in the eye. close enough to see the wild within his soul. A magical night where we will hear the lions roaring in the night and watch giraffe legs gracefully dancing across the land as the sky burns its pink hues of sunrise. Long elegant necks bowing down in mercy as they come to collect their treats.
Her eyes lit up, reflecting the wonder of how such a magnificent place could exist.