So, here we are again and we really need to get caught up.  To finish day 3--Saturday. We  made it back to Niavasha and our hotel after a very bumpy ride and a little rain.  It had done way more than rain a little along the way.  Can I tell you?  We have a very good driver.  He was able to manuever in ways I never dreamed of.  Somewhere along the way, we were ablegot our precious memory of the day.  These little kids were running down this fairly steep hill shouting and waving wildly.  These kids couldn't have been more than 3-5 years old.  The smallest one tripped or slipped or fell somehow face first, skirt flipping up, bare behind shinning.  But still managed to give us the biggest grin you have ever seen.  I just know that she went flying back up that hill screaming, I saw thw Muzungu!  What a cherished memory that will be for all of us.  Just too bad that we didn't get it on video for youtube.  After a great dinner and intimate debrief, we all went to bed VERY exhausted.

Day Four to come...