Trip Diary: Soft Camp, Hard Landscape - GoingSideways.blog
After the excitement of leopards and hyenas and dead lions, I said goodbye to my friends at Splash Camp and caught a bush plane for the Makgadikgadi Salt Pans, in the middle of the Kalahari desert. I was supposed to be headed for a modest place called Camp Kalahari — about the luxury level of Splash Camp — but I was upgraded again. Same reason as at Old Drift: too few guests spread out over too many camps. But this time the upgrade was a really big one. This time, I was offered a stay at Jack’s Camp.