Walking in the Ngorongoro highlands we met a young Maasi warrior who became our unofficial tour guide. He spoke very broken English, but enough to make himself understood. He is the son of his father’s fourth wife. We walked a long way with him. (It felt so good to get out of the Land Rover.) Little children and herds of goats followed us, giggling shyly whenever we looked directly at them.
You can see how beautiful the countryside is. Our guide pointed out his mother, who appeared to be very amused at the sight of him with us. We were grateful to our young guide for giving us a glimpse into Maasi life we never would have otherwise seen.
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