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Rejuvenation in Gorongosa

Some places inspire you. Some places amaze you.

And then there are places like Gorongosa National Park that make you glad that one person really can change the world.

Gorongosa has experienced quite a journey over the last 80 years. In the 1940s, 50s, and 60s, it was considered one of Africa’s premier wildlife destinations. Then came the Mozambique Civil War, which lasted nearly 20 years and devastated both the park and the surrounding communities. Wildlife populations collapsed, infrastructure disappeared, and many local families struggled simply to survive.

Today, Gorongosa is one of Africa’s great conservation success stories.

More than 300,000 people now live in the “buffer zone” surrounding the park. Twenty years ago many families lived in extreme poverty. Today there are schools, healthcare clinics, clean water systems, economic opportunities, and over 100 free preschools serving local children.

The wildlife has made an equally remarkable comeback. Scientists have documented hundreds of species of plants and animals, and the park is once again teeming with life.

The driving force behind much of this transformation is Greg Carr, an Idaho native who made his fortune as a young entrepreneur by helping pioneer voicemail technology and investing in Prodigy long before the internet became part of daily life.

Rather than retiring to a yacht somewhere, Greg chose a different adventure.

Twenty years ago he established the Carr Foundation and partnered with the Government of Mozambique to restore Gorongosa. Recently, he committed to another twenty years of support.

The results are extraordinary.

Becoming Gorongosa Groupies

Ed and I have been unofficial Greg Carr groupies since 2015.

That year we attended a presentation at the Community Library in Ketchum, Idaho. Local filmmaker Bob Poole had created a National Geographic documentary about Gorongosa’s transformation. It aired on PBS and both Bob and Greg came to discuss the project.

We left the presentation inspired—and determined to visit someday.

As it turned out, “someday” took a while.

We planned trips in both 2020 and 2025. One was cancelled by Covid. The other was cancelled by political unrest.

Apparently Gorongosa wanted us to prove our commitment.

Finally, in June 2026, we made it.

And it was worth every delay.

Glamping, Safari Style

We visited Gorongosa with our friends Grace Harvey and John Bailey from Sun Valley and spent our first three days at Chicari Camp, the park’s luxury wilderness safari lodge.

This was technically camping.

The kind of camping where someone else makes your bed, serves gourmet meals, and brings you coffee.

The best kind of camping.

Each day we explored the park in an open-air jeep driven by our guide, Agness.

Agness is a 29-year-old dynamo from Malawi who speaks English and Portuguese and seems to know absolutely everything about Gorongosa. She could spot wildlife hidden hundreds of yards away while the rest of us were still trying to locate it after she pointed directly at it.

“Over there!”

“Where?”

“Next to the tree.”

“What tree?”

“The big tree.”

“There are 500 trees.”

Meanwhile, Agness had already identified the species, gender, approximate age, and likely mood of the animal.

She introduced us to baboons, elephants, impalas, warthogs, and countless other species.

Following the civil war, scientists supported by the Carr Foundation carefully studied which species had disappeared and developed a long-term plan to reintroduce animals from neighboring countries.

The strategy has worked.

Elephants now roam the park in large family groups. We learned that some can still be aggressive because generations of elephants experienced intense hunting pressure during the war.

Fortunately, our elephants seemed content to ignore us.

Mostly.

At one point we heard a very loud trumpet blast from somewhere behind our vehicle. Agness immediately accelerated while the four of us suddenly became very interested in moving quickly in the opposite direction.

Thankfully, we never saw what was making the noise. Sometimes ignorance is comforting. We were content at viewing these magnificent creatures from a distance.

Lions have also returned, although not in the numbers we saw last year in Botswana.

Love was clearly in the air. We witnessed a private moment for two lions and two nyalas, both of whom seemed focused on helping Gorongosa’s wildlife recovery one baby at a time.

The most successful comeback story may be the waterbuck, which now seem to be everywhere.

Our Favorite Animal

Without question, our favorite animal was the endangered pangolin.

If you’ve never seen a pangolin, imagine that an armadillo and a pine cone somehow had a baby.

They are among the most trafficked mammals in the world and are carefully protected in Gorongosa.

We visited a special conservation program where pangolins are monitored and cared for while still being allowed to forage naturally.

The pangolins spend several hours each day searching for ants and termites.

They also appeared perfectly content being carried around in what looked remarkably like a baby sling.

It was hard not to fall in love with them.

Sun and Moon … Together!

During one magical sundowner, we witnessed the sun setting in the west while the moon quietly rose in the east. It was one of those rare moments that makes you stop talking and simply soak it all in.

A Visit to a Village

One day we crossed a river in a traditional boat to visit a nearby village.

The village preschool was one of the highlights of our trip.

More than 100 preschoolers were outside playing games, laughing, and preparing for snack time.

Within minutes we found ourselves playing soccer, jump rope, and hopscotch.

The children were far better at all three activities than we were.

Inside the classroom, colorful learning materials filled the ceiling and walls.

Our favorite lesson?

“P is for Pangolin.”

p is for pangolin

Not many American preschools can say that.

We were also delighted to see banners highlighting women pilots, judges, doctors, and other professionals.

The future looks bright for these students.

Snack that day consisted of porridge fortified with moringa and peanut butter. Nutritious meals are a major incentive for parents to send children to school, and attendance rates have increased dramatically as a result.

At the local health clinic we met a woman who had given birth just the night before. Mother and baby were doing well, while other women arrived for prenatal care and well-baby visits.

The village also had access to clean water through several boreholes.

A simple thing.

A life-changing thing.

Education Changes Everything

Education (especially for girls and women) is one of the pillars of the Carr Foundation’s work.

We met several students who had received scholarships to study abroad, including Gabi, a Boise State graduate who now oversees the preschool program in Gorongosa.

Agness mentors young women who are rising in the ranks at the park.

We also met a team of professors from Boise State who are developing a study-abroad program in Mozambique.

It’s amazing how often Boise State appears in conversations nearly 10,000 miles from Idaho.

Science in the Bush

One of the surprises of our visit was Gorongosa’s E.O. Wilson Science Center.

Nestled in the middle of rural Mozambique is a sophisticated research facility equipped with advanced scientific equipment including DNA analysis tools, high-performance liquid chromatography systems, scientific freezers, and specialized laboratory equipment.

Scientists can collect specimens in the morning and begin analyzing them the same afternoon.

During our visit, researchers from Poland were studying micro-vertebrates, while graduate students from the region were pursuing advanced degrees.

The late Harvard biologist E.O. Wilson was instrumental in promoting biodiversity research in Gorongosa, and his influence remains evident throughout the center, including in the lab where they store specimens of the biodiversity of the park.

We learned that Greg Carr has achieved a level of conservation fame that most of us can only dream about: scientists named a species after him. Gorongosa carri, a cricket-like katydid found on Mount Gorongosa, now permanently carries his name. Most people are lucky to get a park bench dedicated in their honor. Greg got a bug.

A Hospital on the Horizon

As if all of this weren’t enough, Gorongosa recently announced plans to partner with the University of Pittsburgh to build a state-of-the-art hospital serving the region.

Greg is currently assembling support from major donors, and construction is expected to begin soon.

The impact on healthcare throughout the region could be transformative.

Our Small Attempt to Give Back

As a tiny contribution to all that Gorongosa has given others, we conducted a Design Thinking workshop for fourteen community development managers from the park.

Jan presented the Stanford Design Thinking curriculum while Jacob, a park employee, simultaneously translated into Portuguese.

Ed handled technology support, answered questions, and occasionally rescued the PowerPoint presentation.

The participants were enthusiastic, engaged, and full of ideas.

We plan to translate the materials into Portuguese so they can continue using them with their teams.

It was a small contribution, but one we hope will be useful.

Obrigada, Greg!

Visiting Gorongosa was one of the most uplifting experiences we have had in years.

The park demonstrates what can happen when conservation, education, healthcare, economic opportunity, and local leadership all work together toward a common goal.

Greg Carr is remarkably humble and unassuming. Yet the impact of his vision is visible everywhere—in the schools, the clinics, the villages, the wildlife, and the opportunities available to thousands of families.

It’s easy to feel overwhelmed by the problems in the world.

Gorongosa is a reminder that progress is possible.

And sometimes it starts with one person who decides to do something about it.

PS: Our next four days will be spent chasing vultures across the African bush with a scientist known locally as ‘The Vulture Lady.’ Stay tuned…

Rejuvenation in Gorongosa

Some places inspire you. Some places amaze you.

And then there are places like Gorongosa National Park that make you glad that one person really can change the world.

Gorongosa has experienced quite a journey over the last 80 years. In the 1940s, 50s, and 60s, it was considered one of Africa’s premier wildlife destinations. Then came the Mozambique Civil War, which lasted nearly 20 years and devastated both the park and the surrounding communities. Wildlife populations collapsed, infrastructure disappeared, and many local families struggled simply to survive.

Today, Gorongosa is one of Africa’s great conservation success stories.

More than 300,000 people now live in the “buffer zone” surrounding the park. Twenty years ago many families lived in extreme poverty. Today there are schools, healthcare clinics, clean water systems, economic opportunities, and over 100 free preschools serving local children.

The wildlife has made an equally remarkable comeback. Scientists have documented hundreds of species of plants and animals, and the park is once again teeming with life.

The driving force behind much of this transformation is Greg Carr, an Idaho native who made his fortune as a young entrepreneur by helping pioneer voicemail technology and investing in Prodigy long before the internet became part of daily life.

Rather than retiring to a yacht somewhere, Greg chose a different adventure.

Twenty years ago he established the Carr Foundation and partnered with the Government of Mozambique to restore Gorongosa. Recently, he committed to another twenty years of support.

The results are extraordinary.

Becoming Gorongosa Groupies

Ed and I have been unofficial Greg Carr groupies since 2015.

That year we attended a presentation at the Community Library in Ketchum, Idaho. Local filmmaker Bob Poole had created a National Geographic documentary about Gorongosa’s transformation. It aired on PBS and both Bob and Greg came to discuss the project.

We left the presentation inspired—and determined to visit someday.

As it turned out, “someday” took a while.

We planned trips in both 2020 and 2025. One was cancelled by Covid. The other was cancelled by political unrest.

Apparently Gorongosa wanted us to prove our commitment.

Finally, in June 2026, we made it.

And it was worth every delay.

Glamping, Safari Style

We visited Gorongosa with our friends Grace Harvey and John Bailey from Sun Valley and spent our first three days at Chicari Camp, the park’s luxury wilderness safari lodge.

This was technically camping.

The kind of camping where someone else makes your bed, serves gourmet meals, and brings you coffee.

The best kind of camping.

Each day we explored the park in an open-air jeep driven by our guide, Agness.

Agness is a 29-year-old dynamo from Malawi who speaks English and Portuguese and seems to know absolutely everything about Gorongosa. She could spot wildlife hidden hundreds of yards away while the rest of us were still trying to locate it after she pointed directly at it.

“Over there!”

“Where?”

“Next to the tree.”

“What tree?”

“The big tree.”

“There are 500 trees.”

Meanwhile, Agness had already identified the species, gender, approximate age, and likely mood of the animal.

She introduced us to baboons, elephants, impalas, warthogs, and countless other species.

Following the civil war, scientists supported by the Carr Foundation carefully studied which species had disappeared and developed a long-term plan to reintroduce animals from neighboring countries.

The strategy has worked.

Elephants now roam the park in large family groups. We learned that some can still be aggressive because generations of elephants experienced intense hunting pressure during the war.

Fortunately, our elephants seemed content to ignore us.

Mostly.

At one point we heard a very loud trumpet blast from somewhere behind our vehicle. Agness immediately accelerated while the four of us suddenly became very interested in moving quickly in the opposite direction.

Thankfully, we never saw what was making the noise.

Sometimes ignorance is comforting. We were content at viewing these magnificent creatures from a distance.

Lions have also returned, although not in the numbers we saw last year in Botswana.

Love was clearly in the air. We witnessed a private moment for two lions and two nyalas, both of whom seemed focused on helping Gorongosa’s wildlife recovery one baby at a time.

The most successful comeback story may be the waterbuck, which now seem to be everywhere.

Our Favorite Animal

Without question, our favorite animal was the endangered pangolin.

If you’ve never seen a pangolin, imagine that an armadillo and a pine cone somehow had a baby.

They are among the most trafficked mammals in the world and are carefully protected in Gorongosa.

We visited a special conservation program where pangolins are monitored and cared for while still being allowed to forage naturally.

The pangolins spend several hours each day searching for ants and termites.

They also appeared perfectly content being carried around in what looked remarkably like a baby sling.

It was hard not to fall in love with them.

Sun and Moon … Together!

During one magical sundowner, we witnessed the sun setting in the west while the moon quietly rose in the east. It was one of those rare moments that makes you stop talking and simply soak it all in.

A Visit to a Village

One day we crossed a river in a traditional boat to visit a nearby village.

The village preschool was one of the highlights of our trip.

More than 100 preschoolers were outside playing games, laughing, and preparing for snack time.

Within minutes we found ourselves playing soccer, jump rope, and hopscotch.

The children were far better at all three activities than we were.

Inside the classroom, colorful learning materials filled the ceiling and walls.

Our favorite lesson?

“P is for Pangolin.”

p is for pangolin

Not many American preschools can say that.

We were also delighted to see banners highlighting women pilots, judges, doctors, and other professionals.

The future looks bright for these students.

Snack that day consisted of porridge fortified with moringa and peanut butter. Nutritious meals are a major incentive for parents to send children to school, and attendance rates have increased dramatically as a result.

At the local health clinic we met a woman who had given birth just the night before. Mother and baby were doing well, while other women arrived for prenatal care and well-baby visits.

The village also had access to clean water through several boreholes.

A simple thing.

A life-changing thing.

Education Changes Everything

Education (especially for girls and women) is one of the pillars of the Carr Foundation’s work.

We met several students who had received scholarships to study abroad, including Gabi, a Boise State graduate who now oversees the preschool program in Gorongosa.

Agness mentors young women who are rising in the ranks at the park.

We also met a team of professors from Boise State who are developing a study-abroad program in Mozambique.

It’s amazing how often Boise State appears in conversations nearly 10,000 miles from Idaho.

Science in the Bush

One of the surprises of our visit was Gorongosa’s E.O. Wilson Science Center.

Nestled in the middle of rural Mozambique is a sophisticated research facility equipped with advanced scientific equipment including DNA analysis tools, high-performance liquid chromatography systems, scientific freezers, and specialized laboratory equipment.

Scientists can collect specimens in the morning and begin analyzing them the same afternoon.

During our visit, researchers from Poland were studying micro-vertebrates, while graduate students from the region were pursuing advanced degrees.

The late Harvard biologist E.O. Wilson was instrumental in promoting biodiversity research in Gorongosa, and his influence remains evident throughout the center, including in the lab where they store specimens of the biodiversity of the park.

We learned that Greg Carr has achieved a level of conservation fame that most of us can only dream about: scientists named a species after him. Gorongosa carri, a cricket-like katydid found on Mount Gorongosa, now permanently carries his name. Most people are lucky to get a park bench dedicated in their honor. Greg got a bug.

A Hospital on the Horizon

As if all of this weren’t enough, Gorongosa recently announced plans to partner with the University of Pittsburgh to build a state-of-the-art hospital serving the region.

Greg is currently assembling support from major donors, and construction is expected to begin soon.

The impact on healthcare throughout the region could be transformative.

Our Small Attempt to Give Back

As a tiny contribution to all that Gorongosa has given others, we conducted a Design Thinking workshop for fourteen community development managers from the park.

Jan presented the Stanford Design Thinking curriculum while Jacob, a park employee, simultaneously translated into Portuguese.

Ed handled technology support, answered questions, and occasionally rescued the PowerPoint presentation.

The participants were enthusiastic, engaged, and full of ideas.

We plan to translate the materials into Portuguese so they can continue using them with their teams.

It was a small contribution, but one we hope will be useful.

Obrigada, Greg!

Visiting Gorongosa was one of the most uplifting experiences we have had in years.

The park demonstrates what can happen when conservation, education, healthcare, economic opportunity, and local leadership all work together toward a common goal.

Greg Carr is remarkably humble and unassuming. Yet the impact of his vision is visible everywhere—in the schools, the clinics, the villages, the wildlife, and the opportunities available to thousands of families.

It’s easy to feel overwhelmed by the problems in the world.

Gorongosa is a reminder that progress is possible.

And sometimes it starts with one person who decides to do something about it.

PS: Our next four days will be spent chasing vultures across the African bush with a scientist known locally as ‘The Vulture Lady.’ Stay tuned…

A Magical Week at Las Cruces

At the end of March, Ed and I spent a wonderful week at Rancho Las Cruces — a private resort on the Sea of Cortez in Baja California. The setting did most of the heavy lifting: pristine waters, blue skies, whales breaching off the shoreline, dramatic sunsets.

The most magical part was spending time with our grand kids – Eloise (5) and Beau (2 ½), and their parents – Emma and Ben.

Part of the joy was being unplugged. Ed and I hadn’t gone a week without our laptops in longer than either of us cared to admit. Instead, we splashed in the pool with Eloise, received a comprehensive education from Beau on the intricacies of Paw Patrol and — more importantly — construction equipment, built sandcastles, read books, and remembered what it feels like to do absolutely nothing on purpose.

Activities Abound

We were definitely not sedentary.

A kayak trip to a remote beach turned up new treasures and great swimming.

Eloise added several specimens to her shell museum (curatorial standards: high).

Ping-pong was fast and furious.

Mini-golf and croquet became prime pre-dinner sports.

We played pickleball, and made up stories by the pool. Beau was often a rocket ship who was cruising the galaxy. He would run around the pool upon lift off.

Snorkeling revealed a vast underwater world of fish and urchins. The ocean floor, however, was rocky enough that I am now the proud owner of water sandals, purchased the moment we landed back in California. Lesson learned. Feet noted.

Speaking of feet: Ed acquired an intense sunburn on his feet and calves on day one. Turns out the parts of you that have never seen the sun are the parts that take it personally.

The pool was shallow and perfect for play. The kids invented new games, the runaway favorite being “Let’s Dunk Nana and PopPop!” — pure, joyful chaos, with Eloise as ringleader. There is nothing quite like watching a five-year-old discover the feeling of power.

A Hike to the Chapel

A small open-air chapel sits on a hill overlooking the sandy beaches. Newish-looking mosaics of the Stations of the Cross adorn the walls. Emma’s brother Tim was married in this church in 2013. We weren’t at the wedding (Ben and Emma were early in their relationship, and we hadn’t quite crossed into “family” territory yet), but between photos, videos, and stories, it felt like we had been there. Standing in the church, it was easy to picture Ben on the balcony with his guitar as the bridal procession passed below.

Dorado, Anyone?

Ben caught a 5-kilo dorado (Mahi Mahi to friends) on a fishing trip in a rustic, traditional boat. It happened fast — Ben did all the work, with the captain offering oversight rather than rescue.

The captain helped him reel it in, and he was able to pose for the proud photo!

That night, we ate the freshest imaginable ceviche and sashimi. Delicious!

Private Dancing Lesson

On our last evening, Eloise was presented with a dress made for her by the Las Cruces staff. She’d half-expected it — her older cousin Maelyn had the same experience on a previous visit — but the magic held. A local professional dancer, accompanied by a guitarist, taught her traditional Mexican steps, and then gave us a personal performance.

And then — without warning, without preamble — a belly dancer appeared. Who knew that belly dancers were popular in Mexico? It was strange and wonderful, completely out of place and entirely fun.

History Around Every Corner

The Las Cruces resort just celebrated its 75th anniversary. Emma has been visiting since childhood — her parents were members starting in the ’80s — and many of the staff still know her. There was something sentimental about watching her watch her own kids run around the place where she’d run around as a kid.

The history goes deeper. Soon after the resort was founded, it became a Hollywood escape — Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz built a home on the property. Their house has a guitar-shaped pool out front, a nod to Desi’s other life as a musician and bandleader (the comedic actor and producer hats came later).

His tombstone sits just outside the side of the chapel, which got Ed wondering whether future generations will even know who Lucy and Desi were, or carry the indelible image of Lucy and Ethel at the chocolate factory conveyor belt, stuffing candies into their mouths, hats, and shirtfronts as the line sped up. Some cultural touchstones don’t survive the handoff. We hope this one does.

But the deeper history dates to 1536, when Hernán Cortés landed here. He thought he’d found an island and named it Santa Cruz. Three crosses were planted on the hill — Las Cruces — and the replicas stand in the same spot today. (Ed nearly slipped while climbing to the these crosses in flip flops. Next time, he’ll wear shoes.)

Thankful for Everything!

We were grateful for the chance to unplug and be together. No TSA drama, no flight chaos, no immigration adventures — just good food, good times, and memories we’ll keep coming back to.

Victoria Falls: A Grand Finale

Our June safari ended with a bang — at Victoria Falls in Zimbabwe.

To get there, we hopped on a small plane to northern Botswana, then crossed the border by cab. Right away, the contrast between the two countries was striking. In Botswana, everything just worked — smooth roads, friendly faces, a general sense of ease. Zimbabwe told a different story. The cab ride was bumpy, the seatbelts barely functioned, and there was no AC. More than that, the economic struggles were impossible to miss. Everywhere we went, people asked for tips or tried to sell us trinkets.

We checked into the famous Victoria Falls Hotel, built in 1904. Though updated over the years, it still radiates British colonial vibes — you can practically feel the “upstairs—downstairs” dynamic. Maybe that explains why every service, no matter how small, seemed to come with an unspoken request for a tip.

The hotel may have been a mixed bag, but the Falls? Absolutely jaw—dropping. It’s easy to see why they’re considered one of the seven natural wonders of the world: 1,700 meters wide, 108 meters high, and roaring with power.

We followed the nature trail with its 17 viewpoints, each one revealing a new angle of the thundering cascade. Water exploded from the cliffs, sending a mist so heavy it soaked us through — no need for rain showers here!

We passed the statue of David Livingstone, who brought news of the Falls to Europe in 1855 (though, of course, local communities had known of them long before).

We’d visited the Falls before, in November 2012, and barely got wet that time. So when locals offered rain slickers this June, we smugly declined. Big mistake. June means far more water, and we were drenched. Thankfully, the hot African sun dried us out quickly.

That Was Then, This Is Now

Some things had definitely changed since our 2012 trip. The airport is far more modern now. 

But other parts felt like stepping right back into the past.

Zambezi River Cruise → Still the same peaceful ride, spotting animals lounging along the riverbanks

Bridge to Zambia → Still buzzing with life, still filled with trucks inching through customs, and still home to bungee jumpers hurling themselves off the edge (not us, then or now!).


The Big Tree → This baobab tree is still massive, still magical, still wrapped in folklore.

Farewell for Now

And just like that, our African adventure came to a close. Victoria Falls gave us a finale that was equal parts humbling, exhilarating, and unforgettable.

So, farewell for now, Africa — until next time.

Lessons from the Pride

“Up close and personal” barely captures our experience with the lions near Mokete camp in Botswana.

As apex predators, lions hunt not just with strength but with brainpower. We found ourselves marveling—not just at their roar—but at their strategic planning and execution.

Buffalo at Sundown

On our first outing to track the lions, we encountered this gigantic herd of over 2000 Cape Buffalo.

The buffalo were relaxed, enjoying the companionship of the cattle egrets and yellow oxpeckers who were removing ticks, fleas, and other parasites from their hides.

As we watched, two lionesses tracked this massive herd of buffalo as the sun eased into dusk.

They scouted, searching for a weak link. One lioness climbed a termite mound and roared—a call for reinforcements, a step in the plan.

The herd stayed tight. No help arrived. The lionesses withdrew—hungry, but undeterred.

Breakfast, the Next Morning

At dawn, reinforcements had arrived. This time the odds shifted.

The lions slipped through the grass, coordinated their approach, and closed in from multiple angles.

They separated the lone buffalo.

And then they attacked from multiple directions.

We learned that lions don’t break necks. They suffocate. A bite to the throat collapses the windpipe, or they clamp the muzzle shut. Once the prey fell, the pride regrouped and fed in turn, each waiting its moment. Watching them, we couldn’t help but notice the quiet efficiency of it all—like an old rhythm practiced many times before.

Strategy in the Grass

What struck us most wasn’t the violence—it was the calm calculation.

Every pride member seemed to know their role. One distracted, another flanked, a third watched the herd’s cohesion. They probed, tested, adjusted.

Evolution shaped the behavior, our guide explained, and it felt deliberate—a type of significant intelligence and problem-solving. We noted how some groups of people might benefit from that kind of instinctive and disciplined teamwork.

Teaching and Echoes

Another day, a different pride brought down a buffalo and turned the carcass into a classroom.

Two-month-old cubs were pushed forward to learn the basics of meat, teeth, and survival. They learned to taste blood by licking their mother’s face. Training in its rawest form.

lion cub licking mother lion

This carcass was a tasty meal for the entire pride, and they took turns dining well into the night.

The hyenas waited patiently nearby for their turn at the action.

By morning, all remnants of the carcass were gone, except for some spots of blood.

Elsewhere, two lions alternated between guarding and feeding on a young elephant carcass.

Later, a pair of males roared across the river to their brothers in Namibia. The response came back in stereophonic thunder, shaking us to our cores.

Surrounded

One of the most unforgettable moments came when our safari jeep suddenly found itself surrounded by lions.

More and more lions popped up out of the grass and sauntered by our jeep. The effect swallowed us—so powerful it felt like an initiation into their clan. When they roared, the volume shook the air, yet we never felt unsafe. Instead, it was as if we’d been briefly folded into their circle.

Small Camps, Big Lessons

Our guides weren’t just drivers. They were storytellers, ecologists, teachers. They wanted us to see not just the hunt, but the system behind it: the planning, the discipline, the way each action fed into the balance of the ecosystem.

Unlike other safari regions, this one remains refreshingly uncluttered. Camps are small and remote. A few vehicles, never a traffic jam. Each sighting feels private, raw, and real.

The lions are habituated to safari vehicles. Our guides said they don’t mind our vehicles close by – the lions just assume we’re a different, non-threatening species.  Some lions even like to sit in the shade supplied by the vehicle. You can see how close we are!

To sit within a pride of lions, hear them roar across borders, and watch them teach their cubs the rules of survival—this is to glimpse the circle of life as it truly unfolds.

As the sun set each evening, we returned to the comfort and safety of camp. The smell of wood smoke drifted in the air, lantern light flickered on canvas walls, and the images of the day lingered—later mixing into our dreams, but only after we had sipped our fine South African wines.

Okavango Delta Adventure  

The Okavango Delta in Botswana boasts an incredible diversity of wildlife. During our two-week safari in June, we marveled at this ecosystem, with its lush waterways, vast collections of animals, active birdlife, and luxurious ‘glamping’.

The Okavango Delta is one of the largest intact inland delta systems on Earth. It’s fed by the Okavango River, which flows over a thousand kilometers from its source in Angola. Our safari camp, Jacana, is only accessible by boat during the winter, so our guides used several types of water transportation to expertly navigate the area.

We were joined in this adventure by our two friends, Todd and Barbara.

Living Their Best Life

With Botswana’s strong conservation laws and such abundant water supply the animals were thriving. We wondered – “if we were reincarnated and landed here, which animal would we be?” Our first thought was to be a hippo, as they tend to lounge around in groups and savor the sunlight. They even have little friends, yellow-billed oxpeckers, to pick bugs off their back. Nice!

But, we learned that hippos like to live in their own poop, so we nixed this idea.

Our next idea was to return as a Saddle-billed Stork, since they are beautiful and surrounded by plentiful food.

Maybe we could come back as a pair of Wattled Cranes, since they mate for life and live in a flock. (We learned that the flap below their neck, their ‘wattle’, can indicate their mood. This could help in sensing the needs of your partner.)

Or, we could come back as an African Fish Eagle, as they leisurely perch on top of a tree and peruse the land below. They’re pretty territorial and usually return to the same perch each day. This seemed pretty attractive, as they ruled over the area.

The Pel’s Fishing Owl is a rare bird that only lives in this delta. They perch in pairs high in the trees to observe the action below. Many birdwatchers visit the delta just to check this bird off their list, so it might be cool to be a bit famous.

Maybe a red lechwe? They live in large groups and thrive in the delta because their long, slender hooves help them walk or run through swampy, muddy water.

We finally decided that returning as a matriarchal elephant topped the cake. These amazing creatures live with a strong sense of community; they have a long life span (up to 74 years), retain strong memories, and take care of their offspring. Any annoying young male in the herd is sent away to a bachelor herd or to live on his own.

This matriarch ensured everyone crossed the river safely. She also kept a watchful eye out for the next feeding ground.

Botswana is home to the largest elephant population in Africa. These majestic creatures are protected by national parks and private concessions. They undertake a remarkable migration, traveling 200 kilometers up and down the river system, forming vast herds.

The Ugly Five

We had heard of the “big five” – the checklist for safari travelers – but we were unaware of the “ugly five.” This time, we had the opportunity to witness them in action: the warthog, wildebeest, hyena, vulture, and marabou stork. Although not traditionally considered beautiful, each plays a crucial role in the ecosystem.

Termite Mounds Abound

Even though they are ugly, termite mounds are considered key pillars of the ecosystem because they improve soil properties, increase nutrient availability, and facilitate water movement through the ground, all of which benefit nearby plants. Many animals inhabit abandoned termite mounds, and ancient mounds often serve as the base for majestic trees.

Survival of the Fittest

Not all life is long and peaceful, as nature exhibits a predator hierarchy. We learned that the list goes: 1. Lion, 2. Spotted hyena 3. African wild dog 4. Leopard.

The lions roam freely in this area –  often in large family packs. They are strategic hunters.

Hyenas boast incredibly strong jaws, capable of even consuming bones!

We didn’t spot any wild dogs, but this leopard was diligently searching for her next meal.

Leopards conceal their prey in trees to prevent lions from stealing them. This leopard demonstrated remarkable patience as she attempted to raise her impala into the tree. After exhausting her efforts at this particular tree, she relocated to a more accessible location.

Navigating by Boat and Jeep

While we traveled by boat to our camp, we also boarded a safari jeep to explore the surrounding area, which was mostly covered in water. We discovered that our safari jeep could travel in water up to the top of the doors, as long as the tires touched the bottom. (!) Initially, this was a bit nerve-wracking, but our guide reassured us that as long as the ‘snorkel’ was out of the water, we were safe.

Flying Between the Camps

Since Botswana’s roads are not easily navigable, we flew between the safari camps in small planes operated by Wilderness Aviation. Before landing, the pilot would pass over the dirt landing strip to check for animals that might be lounging there. Once assured that the runway was clear, they would land smoothly. We were delighted to meet our first pilot, a young woman who stood at 5 feet tall. She revealed that her uncle had taught her to fly when she was a teenager. Interestingly, there are now six female pilots in the Wilderness pilot pool.

When the camp was really remote (and there was no airstrip), we flew by helicopter. This fleet of helicopters is flown by mostly expats from South Africa, New Zealand, Canada, or other countries, as there is no helicopter training school in Botswana.

Our low-altitued flight let us observe thousands of lush waterways and hundreds of elephants and giraffes wandering through the area.

Glamping at its Finest

Wilderness, a socially responsible company, offers 20 camps in the Okavango Delta. We stayed in three different camps, and all were excellent. We were pampered in luxurious tents, and our meals were served in various locations throughout the facilities.

The team also hosted sundowners with animals in beautiful locations.

Or cocktails near stunning baobab trees.

What a treat to be able to experience this fabulous habitat!  Stay tuned…

Charming Cotswolds

Enchanting villages, flower-bedecked cottages, and sheep-filled pastures grace the Cotswold Hills in England. Ed and I spent several days here in June, exploring both the Northern Cotswold area and the city of Bath in the Southern Cotswolds.

Tripping from Town to Town

For the Northern Cotswolds, we based ourselves in Moreton-in-Marsh, as it is one of the few villages with a train station. We explored the region in a van with a local guide who was both knowledgeable and entertaining. We learned that sheep used to be the primary industry here, but now the region depends on tourism. It costs more to shear a sheep than the wool is worth. Too bad!

We stayed in a 300-year-old building in Moreton-in-Marsh, which was the inspiration for J.R.R. Tolkien’s Prancing Pony Inn in The Lord of the Rings.

Lord of the Rings quote

Throughout the region, homeowners decorated their doorways with colorful wreaths and plaques. We purchased a similar plaque for “Forman House” during a visit to the UK 30 years ago, and it now graces the magnolia tree in our backyard in Santa Barbara.

Chipping Campden Oozes Charm

Chipping Campden is a charming village, rich with history. Many of the buildings date from the 14th to the 17th centuries, the height of the thriving wool trade. The Grevel House is the oldest in the area, dating back to 1380. It was initially built without a roof, and one was added during a later renovation.

We admired the thatched-roof houses and thought that this one was perfect for a Porsche commercial.

In the Cotswolds, thatching is a thriving trade, since each thatched roof must be replaced every 40 years. If you need a thatcher, you’ll have to get on their waiting list! The decorative ridge work at the peak of each roof is impressive.

Many homes were tucked away behind thick greenery and well-maintained hedges.

Snowshill Takes Center Stage

The small village of Snowshill (where our guide lived) was used as the setting for a scene from Bridget Jones’ Diary in 2001.

It has everything a village needs: a church, a pub, and a red telephone box. The flowers were well-tended and beautiful. They had to truck in snow for the Bridget Jones movie shoot, since it was filmed in late July.

Bibury Brings in the Tourists

Ever since the emperor of Japan called this village “the most beautiful village in England,” Japanese tourists and many others flock to this charming destination. They’ve even had to limit access for large tour buses because there is nowhere for them to park.

Father’s Day in Bourton-on-the-Water

Many visitors and locals relaxed along the river in this town, known as the “Venice of the Cotswolds.” Stone bridges criss-cross the River Windrush, which flows right through the town center. Since it was a beautiful Sunday, many children played in the shallow river, while their parents relaxed nearby.

It was a perfect spot for ice cream (for both two-legged and four-legged connoisseurs)!

Scenic Vistas

We took our signature yoga position on Dover’s Hill, the site of the annual “Cotswold Olimpicks,” where locals compete in traditional games like shin-kicking. Pairs of men kick each other’s shins until one falls down. The local champion, a big burly guy, has won for the last 10 years. This year, upon winning, he announced his retirement. Who knew?

Bath

Bath is a fascinating city that hosts a Roman bath on top of one of the few hot springs in England. Ancient civilizations thought this water came from the gods, and throughout history, people began to learn about the healing qualities of the water — both for bathing and for drinking. (Yuk.)  We explored the bath with a well-produced audio guide. 

We loved Bath Abbey and were awestruck by the fan-vaulted ceiling and the stained glass. Jan attended the world premiere of a cantata performed by 250 schoolchildren, who were accompanied by a professional orchestra. The Abbey was filled with proud parents and grandparents — and at least one tourist from America. The composer and librettist were present, applauded the children, and took a bow.

Informative Walking Tour

The mayor’s office provides free local walking tours led by knowledgeable retired residents. We followed in the footsteps of Jane Austen (who would have turned 250 this year) and visited the filming locations for “Bridgerton.” We skipped the detailed Bridgerton tour but caught a glimpse of one in progress, and it was clearly aimed at teenage girls!

Our lively guide told us about the city’s development, architecture, and the historical Georgian social scene. We learned that elegant ladies were carried in chairs through the streets, with young boys calling ‘chair ho’ in front of them to ask people to move aside. According to our guide, this has evolved into the current phrase, ‘cheerio’!

The pub scene was lively, and our guide directed us to one of his favorite spots.

We also loved the restaurants in Bath. On our last night, we sat outside next to a young couple and struck up a conversation. We learned that the young man, Gideon Summerfield, is a portrait artist who has worked for King Charles and will have an exhibition in Buckingham Palace next year. We might just have to return to see it. His art is terrific.

The Architecture of Bath

Bath is renowned for its harmonious architecture, which seamlessly blends Roman and Georgian styles. The city’s unique buildings are a significant reason it has been designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site. The urban vistas are breathtaking.

While the street-facing facades of the buildings preserve their authenticity and uniformity, many have undergone significant interior renovations to better accommodate modern life.

While the architects and planners focused on the street-facing facades, the backs of the buildings are, to put it mildly, chaotic.

We were struck by how different the curved waterworks along the River Avon felt from everything else we saw there. The city was full of beautiful Georgian buildings lined up in perfect rows — all straight lines and symmetry. But when we reached the Pulteney Weir, suddenly there were flowing, horseshoe-shaped curves cutting through the water. It seemed as if the weir had taken Bath’s love of patterns and repetition and expressed it in a completely different way. Instead of the rigid rectangles we had been seeing everywhere, there was a sense of movement and energy that made the quiet stream an integral part of a beautiful, historic city.

On the other hand, in some squares—though we probably should call them ‘circuses’—very classic Georgian facades are arranged in curved rows, so perhaps the weir is not at all out of place!

Occasionally, a reminder that we are no longer in the Georgian era would drift into view—like this bright red hot air balloon—but it didn’t stay long.

So, ‘cheerio’ England! We adored our visit and can’t wait to return.

Masked Mexican Men and More!

In March, Ed and I spent six magical days in Mexico City. A highlight was Lucha Libre – a uniquely Mexican wrestling show featuring acrobatic men in brightly colored masks and very small Speedo-like briefs. 

It was a choreographed spectacle featuring good vs. evil-–the team of good guys wore brightly colored outfits with glitter and sequins, while the bad guys wore black leather and extreme facial hair.

The auditorium was packed with 8,000 fans – who screamed in unison — “Yea!” for the good guys and “Booo!” for the evil ones. Reminiscent of Cirque du Soleil, the wrestlers flew through the air, flipped each other so they landed on their back with a thud, and played to the audience.

Before the show, we attended an “Air BnB Experience” orientation session at a local taqueria, where a devoted fan explained Lucha Libre to us and 15 other guests. Also attending were 7 gals from a bachelorette party and two families with kids. We learned that each wrestler spent at least three years studying the art of this type of wrestling before their first performance. The most experienced men wrestled as their full time job, while less experienced men held day jobs and Lucha Libre is a side gig.

Museums Beckon

In addition to wrestling, the city boasts fabulous museums. The Museo Nacional de Antropología, which just celebrated its 60th birthday, displays an enormous collection of  fabulous archeological sculptures and artifacts. We said hello to its most famous exhibit, the Aztec Sun Stone. 

Jan remembers seeing this in 1964, the year the museum opened. Her father purchased a replica from a local tourist shop and prominently displayed it in Jan’s childhood home.

Other ancient sculptures were also incredible.

We saw a replica of Montezuma’s Headdress (the original is in Vienna), and wondered, “Who wore it best?”

A Visit to Frida’s House

The Frida Kahlo museum known as “Casa Azul” was very moving. Frida was born in this house, later lived here with Diego Rivera, and eventually died here. 

The house was filled with a surprisingly large number of original paintings, her wheelchairs, clothing, orthopedic paraphernalia and painting supplies. It was very well curated and preserved. 

Although timed tickets were usually required to be purchased in advance, we got in right away since we had cash for our entry tickets. Nice!

Thank You, Carlos Slim

The Museo Souyma was a beautiful surprise. Not only is it an architectural masterpiece, it is free, due to the generosity of Carlos Slim, a very, very wealthy Mexican businessman. He acquired all of the art and created this musuem in honor of his late wife.

We were blown away by the architecture and the extent of the collection, including several Monet, Degas, and Van Gogh paintings we had never seen before and numerous Rodin sculptures. It is truly a gift to the citizens of Mexico City.

Ruins Abound

We took a morning tour to Teotihuacán, a major archeological site 25 miles Northeast of the city. Built starting in 100 BCE, it was a major area of commerce, and the largest city in the Americas before it collapsed around 550 CE. It’s well known for the Pyramid of the Sun and the Pyramid of the Moon.

Climbing the pyramids is not for the faint-hearted. Early builders did not believe in handrails, so Ed and I had to tread carefully on the way up and down! This type of climbing was much easier when we visited the ruins at Tikal in Guatemala in 1979–aging is not for sissies!

On top of one pyramid, we met a new friend who ‘assumed the position’ with us.

Delicious Dining

Mexico City is known as a food ‘Mecca’. Our daughter’s friend, a long time resident of the City, supplied a list of restaurants. We followed the list with mouth watering anticipation and it did not disappoint!  We loved Contramar, a hip scene with fresh. exquisite seafood.

The rooftop bar at Balmori was scenic and yummy.

We were underwhelmed by our 2 star Michelin experience at Pujol, and preferred the food on the “Secret Food Tour.” Here, we tried various versions of mole enchiladas, tacos al pastor, churros, baked goods, and gourmet candies.

Beautiful Trees and Medians

The greenery surrounding the Mexico City boulevards was spectacular. The Jacaranda trees were in full bloom and the medians were lush with green shrubs and flowers.

Cafe culture is everywhere. We were never far from an inviting sidewalk cafe with delicious coffee drinks, cocktails, and treats. 

Google maps was helpful for walking directions. And, Ed asked ChatGPT to design some walking tours for us in neighborhoods with interesting architecture. Who needs a guidebook, with this in your pocket?

We loved our 6 days in Mexico City and hope to return. We spent most of our time in the Condesa, Roma Norte, Polanco, Coyoacán, and Centro Historico districs. All were interesting. We were pleasantly surprised by how easy it was to get around as Uber was cheap, quick and safe. Our boutique hotel was charming and very centrally located. We could have spent many more weeks there, sampling additional cuisine, visiting more museums and enjoying the overall ambiance. We only touched the surface of this World Class City. Gracias Ciudad de México!

Japan That Works

During our three-week journey in Japan, we traveled by public transportation, using Apple Maps and Google Translate to help navigate our way.

As we were traveling independently, we were constantly amazed by how easy this was due to the efficiency and orderliness of the culture. This ease of navigation was so different from our first visit to Japan in 1982 when we also traveled independently.

Trains Are On Time

The amazing Japanese rail system works like clockwork, as do the buses and subways. The blisteringly-fast Shinkansen (bullet train) arrives and leaves each station quickly and efficiently. Subway trains arrive as scheduled.

The ticketing system is just as efficient. Sometimes you need three paper tickets for a multi-stage journey. At each ticket gate, you place all three tickets into the reader, and as you proceed through the turnstile, the system reads the tickets, keeps what is relevant to that portion of the journey, and returns whatever tickets you’ll need to continue your journey. All without a glitch!

The train and subway stations are large and clean with abundant storefronts with attractive food and merchandise and thousands of people flowing through all day long. Each of these many stations rival the new $2.5 Billion  San Francisco Transit Center in scale and modernity, the principal difference being that each Japanese station has dozens of trains and buses leaving every hour. 

People line up on the platform at the sides of each door, patiently waiting for people to disembark before boarding. Whereas years ago, there were “pushers” in the subway to cram as many people as possible onto each subway car, there now seems to be a spirit of calm and deference.

Subway Maps Look Intimidating

Our first glance at the subway system map of Tokyo made our eyes roll. “Yikes! How are we going to figure this out?”  But, upon further study, we realized we didn’t need to understand the map. Instead, we had a personal guide in our pockets and every train car.

Stops Have Names and Numbers

Each train and subway stop in Tokyo has a Japanese name (Kanji), phonetic spelling (Hiragana) and unique line initial and station number. All three are broadcast over the system speaker in Japanese and English and shown on the monitors over each car door before arriving at the station. We found this very helpful in navigating the system. 

The last time we visited Japan (in 1982), only the Kanji names were represented on the maps, and we had difficulty figuring out the system. The new system was an incredible improvement. 

Apple Maps to the Rescue

When we were navigating to a new location, we relied on Apple Maps to help us find our way. The maps were usually in Kanji but we could navigate based on the dotted line marking the route. The maps are incredibly accurate and precise. On the street, people of all nationalities were staring at Maps on their mobile phones as it appears that this is how both locals and tourists navigate the cities.

This was also helpful on the train and bus, where we received guidance on where to get off!

What3Words Place Names

What3Words is a very helpful app, where every 3-meter square of the world has been given a unique combination of three words. Our helpful guidebook includes a What3Words link for many top sights and restaurants. We looked up these three words in the app, and it automatically pulled up an Apple Map to the location, providing accurate directions from wherever we were standing.

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(Hopefully, this now works in Africa! When we lived in Ghana in 2013, we were surprised to learn that no street addresses existed. This made navigation quite tricky. The addition of What3Words would be a terrific boost!)

Luggage Forwarding

Japan has a pervasive, efficient, and reliable delivery service known as takuhaibin. The Japanese never travel with their luggage unless they drive to their destination, so we didn’t either!  Instead, we dropped our carry-on-sized luggage at the front desk of our hotel when we were leaving and paid around $20 to have both bags delivered to a hotel in another city. Usually, we sent the bags to where we were heading in two days and traveled with only a backpack to the next location. This made walking up and down the stairways of train stations and getting on and off trains and buses very easy.

When we arrived at the following hotel, the bags were in a secure lobby spot or waiting in our room. We wish that everywhere in this world had this type of service! As we watched other tourists wrestle their large, heavy suitcases through transit stations, we must admit that we felt somewhat superior because we had observed the advice regarding small suitcases and takuhaibin.

This truck delivers luggage to hotels throughout the city.

Behavioral Norms

Japanese culture has strong cultural norms regarding decorum and behavior. Signs describing expected decorum were ever-present. We noticed that you were not supposed to walk on the right. Or run in the subway station.

Or eat while walking.

Heaven forbid that you might start a new TP roll before finishing the current one.

Or chew too quickly!

There were even tips on how to use the toilet.

Kanji Signage 

Often when we were navigating to a new location, we weren’t sure that we were at the right place when we arrived. We had been heading to a spot using the Hiragana notation, only to find locations with only a Kanji sign. 

In Takamatsu, a fellow traveler recommended a local restaurant, where the specialty is chicken on the bone. We typed this name into Apple maps, and when we arrived, we this Kanji sign greeted us. Luckily, the web showed a photo of the restaurant so we could confirm it was the right place when we arrived.

This local spot did not disappoint, and we enjoyed cutting the tasty chicken off the bone with scissors.

We had the same issue in Tokyo when we made a reservation at the Sumiyaki Unafuji Yūrakuchō Restaurant, only to find this sign when directed to the location. Luckily, they had our reservation and all was well!

We enjoyed the many different preparations of their special eel.

We found excellent food in unexpected places. Several recommended restaurants looked questionable until we were inside, and places we just wandered into often were superb.

Friendly Locals

Whenever we encountered a problem with navigation, the locals were extremely helpful. Bus drivers, who didn’t speak English, listened patiently to our descriptions of where we wanted to go and then gestured calmly at the right stop. Locals on the street would also stop and help us when we were puzzled by looking at our phones. 

Wonderful Outdoor and Museum Spaces

The public gardens and outdoor museums we visited were expansive, breathtaking and impeccably maintained. We loved the extensive Picasso ceramics collection at the Hakone Open Air Museum surrounded by a vast expanse of modern sculptures by renowned artists from around the world.

At Naoshima, one of the Art Islands in Japan’s Inland Sea, there were amazing visual experiences inside the breathtaking museum buildings designed by Japanese architect Tadao Ando and outdoors. It is very highly recommended, but make sure to make reservations well in advance as tickets are often sold out.

Apple to the Rescue

Ed reclined his seat on the 9-hour flight to Tokyo and took a nap. When he woke up, he couldn’t find his iPad. We looked everywhere, but it seemed to have disappeared. Alas, we found the iPad wedged and smashed under the seat when we landed. This was quite disheartening. How would Internet-addicted Ed communicate with the rest of the world for the next three weeks?

Solution: An Apple store was two blocks from our hotel. After checking in, we walked over and made an appointment at the Genius Bar later that evening. The Apple store employee listened to our saga, saying, “I’ll speak with my manager. Usually, AppleCare doesn’t cover breakage due to user abuse, but in this case, I think the seat was at fault, so I’ll get it covered.”  He returned with a big smile, and Ed paid a $30 deductible and received a brand-new iPad. Customer service at its finest! What company other than Apple has walk-in global support?

InsideJapan to the Rescue

Toward the end of our trip on a Sunday when we were in Kanazawa, a smaller city, Ed realized that he had misplaced his bag of pharma including some critical potions, not a good thing. Joshua, a Japan-based agent of our travel company, checked out the local possibilities and quickly determined that we would need to go to Tokyo to resolve the situation that day. He guided us to a clinic and pharmacy in Tokyo, where the problem was resolved in 45 minutes at low cost.

Joshua was resourceful and reassuring, just the level of support we needed. We did have to miss our last stop, but we just heard from Berkshire Hathaway Travel Insurance that we will be reimbursed for the payments for the lost nights and trip disruption costs. As an unexpected bonus, we enjoyed the extra days in Tokyo. A similar situation in the US would have been quite difficult and costly to resolve.

Expert Planning

Our friend Jerrol Golden helped us plan our trip and she coordinated with InsideJapan. They provided just the level of planning and facilitation we needed–in-depth guidebooks, train tickets, a few local guides and hotel reservations–leaving us the freedom to explore Japan independently. Please let us know if you’re interested in more details on how we planned this trip.

Easy Travels

Our 3-week journey was relatively glitch-free and easy. We were constantly impressed by Japan’s culture’s orderliness and its systems’ efficiency. Traveling as a non-Japanese speaker is much easier than 40 years ago. Although we did not see many Americans traveling independently, we ran into several European and Brazilian tourists who were also alone. Sayonara and Arigato Japan! We loved our trip and hope to return. 

Colorful Japan

Bright tones of fall foliage, luscious sushi, and dynamic vistas captivated Ed and me during our 3-week trip to Japan in November. From the robust red of fresh tuna sushi to brilliant yellow ginkgo trees and a gleaming gold temple, colors bombarded us from every angle.

Fall Foliage Emerges

The trees were just starting to turn colors, as the peak date was later than usual due to the warmer-than-average temperatures experienced throughout the summer and fall season this year. But they did not disappoint.

Both the male and female varieties of the ginkgo tree put on a vibrant yellow show. And, the Japanese maples were brilliant.

Mt Fuji Peeks Out From the Clouds

One of the most iconic sights in Japan is Mt Fuji, its tallest peak. Often shrouded in clouds, we were excited when it emerged into view during our hike near Kanagawa. The nearby orange shrine and dancing water captivated us.

We were not alone in our quest to see this beloved mountain. At our vista point, there were two couples trying to take a photo of their dog in front of Fuji!  The dogs had to be patient and keep posing until the mountain appeared.

Vermilion Torii Gates

At the Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine in southern Kyoto, thousands of brilliant orange Shinto gates grace a winding path up sacred Mount Inari.

The beginning part of the trek is very crowded with other tourists and pilgrims.

But further up the mountain, the crowds eased and the gates offered a chance for solitude and photo ops!

Kimonos In Every Hue

If you want to look Japanese for a day (or an hour), you can rent a traditional kimono, complete with hair ornaments and wooden Geta sandals. This activity is very popular with Chinese tourists, although many Japanese guests also enjoy the look.

We especially liked this mother/daughter pair!

Cosplay Teens

Cosplay — a version of performance art where teens wear costumes and fashion accessories to represent specific characters — is popular in Tokyo. We saw communities of teens colorfully dressed to the nines! 

Japanese Food Delights Us

We enjoyed the variety of cuisine in Japan. The sushi was fresh and exquisite.

Even the smallest hole-in-the-wall restaurant provided beautiful plating and accompaniments to our meals. Dishwashers must be very popular in Japan since there are a myriad of dishes for each meal.

Pricing was completely reasonable for the quality of the food. This tasty ‘lunch special’ at a small local restaurant recommended by the taxi driver was less than $7 per person. We waited patiently with a throng of locals, removed our shoes, sat down at a low table and dug in!

Weekday lunch special at local restaurant

At other locations, Kobe Beef was pricey, but delicious. Each morsel was incredibly tender and tasty.

Udon was usually very cheap and filling.

We loved the barbecued Unagi (eel) at the Tokyo Tsukiji Fish market.

Also delicious and colorful was Shabu Shabu, where we cooked Wagyu beef right at our table.

And, cheaper but also tasty, was Takoyaki, a local street food.

Tempura Treat

For dinner on our last day, we met with Daisuke, a business school classmate who lives in Tokyo. He has had an illustrious career as a very senior civil servant in the Japanese national government. He is now president of a university in his prefecture. He took us to a private room with a private tempura chef. Each course was expertly dipped in a batter made with special flour and delicately fried before our eyes. The chef served the delectable shrimp, scallops, asparagus, pumpkin and other tasty morsels immediately after preparation. Delicious!

Japanese Rock and Roll!

During dinner with Daisuke, he asked, “What time is your plane tomorrow?”  When we said we had a car reserved at 10:30, he smiled and said, “Ok, let’s go to one more spot.” We agreed; loaded into a taxi and sped through the rainy Tokyo night, not knowing our destination. We arrived in Roppongi, the hip nightclub area, and were delighted to enter Kento’s, an American oldies club, complete with a Japanese rock band perched above a rollicking dance floor. The band was crooning “You Give Me Fever…” and the crowd was rocking. Daisuke says that he’s brought many international guests to this club since it opened in 1976, and they all enjoyed it — especially Russian visitors — who he thought were definitely members of the KGB. An excellent ending to our visit!

More to come! Our next post deals with the logistics of our trip.