Photos by Tahir Kapoor. Layout and content by Ishan Kapoor
Well Hello! This past summer we took a trip to Southern Africa. The trip took us through Cape Town, Chobe (Botswana), Matetsi (Zimbabwe), and the Okavango Delta (Botswana). Much to my disappointment the trip did not take us through the border posts of Namibia, and Zambia, because rumor has it they have the best Passport stamps. In the following pages I have tried to document the trip as best I could. Hopefully this will help to keep the memories fresh, and showcase the best aspects of the holiday. Originally I was trying to get this done for Dadâ€™s 50th Birthday, but alas it is nearly Tahirâ€™s 16th birthday, so I guess, Happy Belated Birthday Dad, and Happy Early Birthday Tahir. This book is for you.
Out of Africa Moments
For some strange reason unknown to me I seem to identify the phrase â€œOut of Africaâ€? with the mystical and adventurous aspects of the continent. Hollywood has long been obsessed with escaping to Morocco and driving rusted cars into an African desert sunset, and although I have never see the film Out of Africa those three words have become my way of labeling the pictures, conversations, and fleeting moments when I truly realized I was in Africa rusted car or not. In the following pages you will find my best attempts at capturing those moments when the gravity of this trip truly took hold. I hope they take you to foreign lands at least in spirit.
Driving 60 MPH in Jeeps like this...
On roads that looked like that...
Into a sunset that looked like this...
Just in time to see a Leopard stretch...
Visiting Zimbabwe was a very surreal experience. I have very vivid memories of winters locked in an Andover basement staring at Robert Mugabeâ€™s face in an attempt to organize countless articles on the African leader for Frontline Magazine. The staring quickly devolved into screaming Mugabe at each other as we destroyed various pieces of junk we found in the publishing office. Actually traveling to Zimbabwe, however, opened my eyes. Now, to me, Zimbabwe is no longer some rouge nation to be analyzed from the comfort of a high school political magazine, nor is it some barren anarchist wasteland as we had envisoned. Upon seeing this sign Zimbabwe became a real place, and I realized how far I was from that cold Andover basement.
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Moment #7 Domestic Departures
This trip offered a lot of time for contemplation. Never ending plane journeys, and countless hours spent in Jeeps made up for thinking time lost to short showers and early nights. Although I donâ€™t think I had any life changing revelations, it is interesting to see where the mind wanders when staring out into the abyss. Hopefully some of the notes I have jotted down in the next few pages offer more insight into the trip, or at least into my experience in Africa than pictures of birds, bees, lions, and trees.
Dad is really quite funny
Speedy, Dadâ€™s new best
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d will vouch for Dadâ€™s sense of humor. watching him from space.
Tahir finally found a hairstyle that works
And Mom finally found a good maid
This trip was our first family adventure to Africa. And although from the get go we were not going to be travleing to places like the Sudan, or Mogadishu, I always seemed to have that impoverished image of Africa in the back of my mind. Our experiences in Africa, however, were naturally quite different because at the end of the day we were on a luxury holiday, and although I am not coming away with an impression of Africa based in that context, Africa did leave its impression on me nonetheless....
First and foremost,
The people were all incredibly friendly. At no point did I feel unwelcome, unsafe, or poorly accommodated. That being said, we had almost no interaction with people who were not staff of the lodges. That nagging feeling always remained that perhaps these people arenâ€™t so nice, but are just really good at doing their jobs. I certainly hope that is not the case, because everyone seemed to be genuine. And after all Herbert (left) went so far as to friend me on Facebook.
Africa has Facebook!!!!!
Landscapes in Southern Africa are absolutely breathtaking.
The Main Attraction
So I am sure at this point you are quite sick of hearing me babble about all the personal enlightenment that took place in the African bush, and are anxiously flippling pages hoping to find pictures of all the animals we flew so far to see. You can now rest assured that you are just one turn of the page away from some of the best pictures my brother was able to capture. I hope youâ€™ve enjoyed my ramblings and enjoy the pictures.
Still and quiet feline form, In the sun, asleep and warm. His tail is limp, his whiskers drooped. Man, what could make this cat so pooped? --Calvin and Hobbes
Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper-tree In the cool of the day, having fed to satiety --T.S. Eliot
â€œGod is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant, and the cat. He has no real style. He just keeps on trying other things.â€? --Pablo Picasso
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ferent nest f the rest m you can’t name him ou can’t claim him he will shoot you down --Jimmy Buffet
The most dangerous animal in the turn, or hide behind a tree.
e Bush. To Avoid: Make a sharp
These hollowed out wooden boats are called Mokoro, and are very similar to Venitian Gondolas. While in Botswana I picked up that art of “Mokoro-ing” and well, almost crashed into the other boat. At least I didn’t crash into one of those frogs.
Those crocodiles that make it
past age 10 live to be over 100.
Hey, hey Cripp Butting through th Make way for the C The waters going down itâ€™
ple Creek ferry he overhanging trees Cripple Creek ferry â€™s a mighty tight squeeze. --Neil Young
This book captures our 2010 trip to Southern Africa. Enjoy