“Orang-utan, Orang-utan!” A campmate was gesticulating wildly/madly and whispering as loud as possible. I was suspicious; declaring that there were Orangutan spotted on every excursion had become a running joke, but this was different, we were just sat around in our jungle camp base. Suddenly, I realised this wasn’t a new version of the prank, it was the real deal. I grabbed my camera and walked along the wooden footpath to the end of the line of huts. I looked up and there in the trees was not only an Orangutan, there was a baby Orangutan too!
Texel was chosen as one of the top places to visit in 2016, but they got it wrong, my Dutch friend said. Apparently, Schiermonnikoog, which is also one of the West Frisian islands, is way better and also her favourite place in the Netherlands. The rest of the Dutch population agree; it was voted their best loved nature spot. I was sold. However, she warned me that we should also be prepared for an adventure, as when she has missed the last boat before she slept on the floor of the ladies room of an empty ferry and at the foot of a desolate sea dyke. I wondered, how remote is this place?
When was the last time you felt like the coolest person on the planet? How about at an exclusive, brilliantly executed, all-inclusive festival in the wild plains of Tanzania?
Who can resist decadent dining, exclusively exploring the seas of a tropical island, topped and tailed with a soupçon of safari? Not I for one! A convenient long weekend, a friend with a tank sized car and a couple of helpful directions later meant I was living that dream. Woop!
What is more magnificent than a spontaneous long weekend away in a cloud forest?
Luckily, in Tanzania, this isn’t such a crazy scenario. Towards the end of a tough week, a friend and I decided there and then to throw caution to the wind, chuck a few bags in the trunk and to leave our cares behind. We wanted to make a date with weird creatures, bond with the wonderful outdoors and restore our inner chi. Our mission: escape to Amani Forest Camp!