tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22331638180539376842011-04-21T16:04:32.360-07:00Wild Petalshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02381553650268674116noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233163818053937684.post-16345042357371967632007-11-09T15:19:00.000-08:002007-11-09T15:34:48.103-08:00Hmm.. ever felt that you are in an african in new york.. For those who followed my adventures whilst I was in some forssaken bundus , must realize that I left the area to now travel to the most developed countries and see and experience what they wanted to offer..<br />Oh..oi.. or oiwee, must I say.<br />Now I miss the lions that used to sleep outside my tent, much to my chagrin which always resulted in me emptying my wooden makeshift bar and chant , I am the manager.. people look up to me.. people seem me as the leader, why am I shaking just.. please note JUST because there is 12 lions outside my tent , ..I mean that used to be the norm... i always ended up looking harassed like that dumb grevy zebra that kept on meeting them outside my door and running for his life..Life.. that was life in the wilderness.<br />I see the programs on Blue Planet , Bear Gryliss on Survival tactics and Nigel , you know him .. that one who does tribe, and I wonder.. I would love to start my own series.. The perils and the adventures in the savanah grasslands of Africa or should I be more specific... Kenya..<br />For those who will reading through or by mistake just stumble on this blog..watch this space..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2233163818053937684-1634504235737196763?l=wildpetals.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wild Petalshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02381553650268674116noreply@blogger.com0