After our exciting expedition on everest. We weigh our options ( prezackly how much does an option weigh btw?) and decide to take a safari, grab some lunch, and then head back to the Hoosier state.
I encourage PJ to impersonate a flamingo. There was a picture of said event, but apparently I'm not supposed to post it.

Sheesh SOME people and their picture issues, I swear!
We have a bit of a wait at the safari, but I entertained myself by counting the beads of sweat rolling down Ronstoppable's face. It was slightly toasty in Florida that day. Have I mentioned that yet?
I think the three of us collapsed in the seat as we listened to our guide expound on the adventure that is Kilimanjaro Safari. Will Simba1 catch the poachers? Will Little Red be saved? I was on the edge of my seat. This could have been because the 1 yo behind me was smacking me in the head with her bottle every 10 seconds though. After the 15th *WHACK* to my noggin, her mom finally said "Oh I'm sorry. Is she bothering you?"
No lady. I'm glad your kid is showering me with drool laced apple juice. I was hoping to find another way to feel sticky and gross besides the heat and high humidity.
We saw giraffes, we saw lions, we saw hippos. and then we stopped.
A complete halt.
We look around. To our left are some rhinos! and there is a cute baby rhino with them. Now that is pretty cool. Except for one thing. The mommy rhino is not too sure she likes us. She stops. and stares. at us. with her big rhinoy horn looking all evil and menacing.
The baby rhino is oblivious to danger. Dang kids! The baby crosses in front of the safari truck and proceeds to separate from its mother.
I hear the driver whisper "uh oh"
Uh oh?
Why did he just say uh oh?
why are we uh oh'ing?
The passengers become restless. The truck still does not move.
Now the driver gets on the radio, but I cannot make out what it is he's saying. After a few moments, he gets on the loud speaker and announces:
"Mother rhinos do not like to be separated from their babies. If we drive between her and her baby, she could become angry and charge. We will wait until she crosses the road and joins her baby."
So we wait.
and wait
and wait.
The baby is on the other side, milling around, doing nothing. He refuses to come back and join his momma.
The mom cannot quit looking at us. She is transfixed. We are pretty stunning, are we not?

She huffs and puffs and looks at her baby, but she does not budge.
I manage to take this picture of the baby. He wouldnt hold still very well.
Now the driver is getting antsy. He knows he is holding up the production. Disney does not like delays. This is supposed to be a magical freaking moment. What's he gonna do? Risk life and limb of every passenger on board or make his boss mad that he is now 5.38 minutes behind schedule.
You can see him pondering which course of action to take. I guess he finally decides screw it, because he slowly begins to creep forward. The mommy rhino takes a step towards us. He looks her in the eye as if to say "Nothing bad happens in Disney. You will not charge this veehickull"
She holds his gaze as he gives it more gas. We're on a schedule people! Angry mommy rhinos be darned.
We pass by and she looks like she's ready to charge, so I do the sensible thing and take a picture. I figure if she's already made up her mind, then what do I have to lose.
Does this look like a happy rhinoceros to y'all?

I think not.
After our near death experience, we decide to celebrate with pizza and a diet coke.
We become distracted
*look a shiny object* by the Pangani Forest Exploration Trail. My kids always enjoy watching the gorillas here. I was missing my own little monkeys something fierce and was glad I would be getting to see them in just a few hours.
I take one lousy picture. It's not even worth showing, but I will b/c...well I dont have a b/c just b/c.
The back end of a gorilla:
We also see Thomson’s gazelles, gerenuk and meerkats. Hakuna Matata.
My tr writing skills are lacking. I apologize. This is a really cool place to watch gorillas. It is easy to become distracted and lose track of time observing their behavior.
But we were short on time, so we scurried off the trail and towards Pizzafari. There's a pepperoni pizza calling my name....