Safari
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Africa. Kenya. It was just before it got really hot. Even now it was hot and dry and everywhere we drove the dust billowed up in back of us so thick we could hardly see where we've been. There were two vehicles with four in each one. The guide was in the other vehicle. The vehicles were beside each other so one wasn't in the dust behind. My daughter Amber was with me. We'd seen lots of animals so this short trip we opted to visit a small tribe. They usually had things to buy that were hand made.
The guide said they spoke very little English but usually there was no problem communicating and they were friendly. We turned off onto a smaller track and soon we could see pole tents, one with a flag on the top. The were spaced well apart from each other. The tents were quite large at the base and covered with, what looked like, animal furs. There were several men outside around tables of goods to be sold. They wore loin cloths and carried spears that were taller than their heads. Their butts were slim and completely bare and you could see inside the loin clothes when they moved. Balls and sometimes the side of their dicks hanging down.
There were women, young and old, at other tents a little ways off. They were bare above the waist and some wore material all the way around their hips. It barely covered their essentials and black pubes were showing up above their cloths on most all of them. They didn't seem concerned about showing anything. Some were just wearing front loin cloths. Even in this season it was still hot and Amber and I wore really light white blouses and shorts and most of the men did too. Amber and I didn't wear pants because we would get heat rash fairly quickly but we did find some knit bras that worked ok and were airy.
We got out and the guide said they were going to drive over the rise to another village and would be back in an hour or an hour and a half. The other couple with us waved and started off down a little walking trail to a village nearby. They said they had been there before. We knew the tent with the flag was the Chief's tent so we sauntered over to look through the tables. When we got close three of the men started leaping up and down holding their spears and let out with a chant. It was very good.
When they stopped one of them said, "You buy. Boolagoo Chief."
Amber smiled and looked at me. She didn't know what that meant either unless the Chief's name was Boolagoo. I didn't want to say anything about that so I just smiled too and kept looking at the tables. The items were very well made and very interesting. Amber and I bought several items and were going to go over and look at the tables at the other tents.
One of the men spoke to Amber and said, "Boolagoo Chief. Boolagoo Chief."
He gestured towards the tent entrance. He was smiling and we were too. Amber turned out both of her hands like 'what?'.
The man said, "Chief. You buy. You boolagoo Chief. We show."
Amber said, "Maybe he wants to thank us. What do you think? Want to go in the tent?"
I wasn't alarmed or anything, although I didn't fully understand, but all the men were smiling and nodding and one had his arm outstretched towards the tent opening and bending over slightly like he was ushering us in so we eyed each other and went in the tent. There was light coming in from the top of the tent and was brighter where the sun hit the ground and furnishings. Over to one side was an elevated chair with a man about 30 or a little younger. He had some kind of headdress on his head and he held a spear straight up like they all did.
He was smiling brightly and waving his hand to Amber to come over. Two of the other men brought me a chair and I sat down then they got themselves chairs and put them on either side of me but out in front some. They were turned but not totally facing each other. They could see me easily.
