[ORIGINALLY POSTED 08.02.2016] “Stop! STOP!!! STOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!! Hyenas, mother and cub, 8 o’ clock!” You never forget your first safari sighting. Neither will my nine tour companions, as my shrill, robbery-victim falsetto threatens to shatter every pane of glass in our spotting vehicle. That the animals have not scarpered across the border into Angola is a …
