While David took care of paying park fees and making other arrangements, we were free to explore the immediate surroundings of the park gate. We spotted several peculiar birds, including the Superb Starling – an African cousin of the starlings we were familiar with, but with an amazing coat of feathers that glints in green, blue, yellow, and even black. At the gate, we also met two other people on safari with Klub Afriko, Susan and Kim, who – we learned – would be staying at the same campsite as us. David soon returned with some bad news: there would be no walking safari, only driving safari. Obviously somebody had screwed up, but at this point, there was little we could do about it. Disappointed, we climbed aboard our Range Rover to continue into the park. This is when Darrell discovered a tsetse fly inside the vehicle. Aaaahhh! Sleeping sickness is not curable, so a bite by this little guy would be a whole lot worse than not getting to go on a bush walkabout. Some scrambling for insect repellant followed, while Darrell did the sensible thing and gently, with the aid of a hat, pushed the bug to and out an open window. Having the tsetse fly out of the Rover was a great relief, but now we were wondering what else could go wrong? Would we be stuck with two strangers during the safari? Would our tents have big gaping holes in them (like our tents on Kilimanjaro) letting in all kinds of bugs? Would lions eat us at night??? With thoughts like these we watched the passing landscape as we headed South, deeper into the park. Beyond the dusty road, there was tall, dry grass, acacia trees with their wide, flat crowns (shaped so by the bonsai masters of Africa: the giraffes), and the occasional palm tree, bush, or gigantic baobab tree.