Journey through Africa 2017. South Africa. Lion park. South Africa. Lions park.

28 December 2017 Travel time: with 19 December 2017 on 24 December 2017
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Still, for me, a laptop is indispensable when traveling. Eggplant residents of South Africa do not know their country at all, as well as its history. It is useless to ask them about anything other than buy and sell. Everything that is connected with money at the household level, they know well. If they help you with something, then they demand payment for the service. The word thank you is too little for them, and you can’t spread it on bread. Whether in Russia, verbal appeals and answers are free. Send... we also free. When I realized that it was useless to ask tanned people, I decided to turn to my friend laptop. I saw several stories of tourists about the Park of Lions, but they described only staying in it, and some on a rental car. Since I am horseless, I could not find information about transport to the park. Before the trip to the lions, I decided to change money at the bank of the central bus station.


Behind me in line was a middle-aged local native. Money is changed strictly according to the passport, and even fill out paperwork. I don’t understand what this gives the South African authorities? Something similar is happening at many state borders. On some borders they put a stamp and go ahead to get to know the country and spend money. In other countries, you need to fill out questionnaires, and also provide a pile of documents. After exchanging real greens for expensive South Africans, I left the bank, where a new acquaintance was waiting for me. He asked me where would I go next? I explained that for four days I could not find inexpensive transport to Lviv Park. He explained something to me for a long time, and then said that his brother would take me to the park. I asked how much would it cost? He replied that I was his friend and his brother would not take money from me. I even asked if it's free? Before that, one taxi driver offered to bring me to Lviv Park for 300 local money (1ZAR-4.13 rubles), others for 450 and 500 ZAR.

I was also surprised that what a generous friend I had appeared, who also loves to travel. He even showed me the stamps in his passport of six African countries. About thirty minutes later his brother arrived and took me to Lviv Park. We talked all the way. After 1 hour and 17 minutes, we drove into the parking lot of the park, in front of which the lion sculpture proudly towered. I began to say goodbye to the driver's brother, I told him that he was a very good person, like his brother. He smiled back at me and said that I had 950 ZAR. I almost lost my speech. Almost 4000 Russian rubles. Here, this is a friend, I thought! I only had 270 ZAR in cash. We had a lull for about thirty minutes. The heat in the car was unbearable. I gave him my 270. He continued to explain something to me for a long time, apparently about the call of the ancestors, who were tormented by the pale-faced. In general, being rather tired, I went to the cash desk of the park, and the driver began to show the guards my money and tell them something.

The heat was simply unbearable + 45, apparently, before a downpour. I bought a universal ticket to the park for 260 ZAR. With this money, I could play with the cubs and drive through the Lions Park, where the animals are free. In the heat, he stood in line for the cubs. I played enough with them with a photo, and I was asked to leave them, as there are many people in the queue.

In parting, I asked the guard, can I hold a lion cub in my arms? You can, he answered me, but for 100 ZAR. I agreed. Having put on a bunch of pictures, where the lion cub fell asleep in my arms. I was rushed, they say the queue. I said goodbye to the cubs, gave 100 South African ones, but the guard showed me another one at the entrance, they say, he should also be given, for having missed it. It was useless to argue. I had to send it in Russian and tell them everything I think about equality with eggplants.


jpg" /> Then five cars with cages drove up, in which it is more convenient to transport prisoners, we moved through a vast park. In my car there was a girl guide, she is also a driver, of unknown nationality. Fiery color, hairstyle, apparently, of local natives who lived two hundred years ago. She told about what is possible and what is not. You can’t give lions sausage, burghers, otherwise they will stop hunting and eating raw meat. You can’t call predators and touch their fangs, for the fact that they are real or not. Lions do not eat tangerines and bananas. You can only take pictures through the tiny windows. We drove for more than two hours. We saw different animals. Of course, I would like to lie in the shade under a tree next to a lion and pat him by the mane, but you can’t. They say And since medicine in South Africa is very expensive for tourists, I immediately lost such a desire.

The insured event does not cover this.

Seen enough, shook himself, fried, and went to drink cold cola in a cafe. After a little rest, I decided to move to Johannesburg. At the exit, the guards and the only private taxi driver were waiting for me, all the other visitors to the park arrived in their own or rental cars. Here they began to untwist me for money in full. Reminds me of the previous driver. They argued for a long time, and settled on the amount of 350 ZAR, for which I drove to my hotel. After the strongest daytime heat, a tropical downpour poured at night. The air is a little fresher. This ended my next day in South Africa. Nothing about the New Year.

There is a park nearby.

Entrance to the park.

Purchasing tickets.

Queue to the cubs.

It's so fun to play with them.

He tastes my shoes.

A game with three lion cubs.

Handsome.

I'm entering our cage. We will be taken around the park and shown to animals, and not vice versa.

Two lions and three lionesses. Who gets one extra?

I seem to be superfluous.

Our guide-driver. Cool girl. The lions mistook her for their hair.

Poor skin, it will endure everything. Gotta make something stand out

The lion saw two lionesses fleeing from him without permission.

Let's quickly run away from our impudent. Already tired. Every day is the same. Can't think of anything interesting other than sex.

One lioness jumped up a tree teasing a lion. And Lyova is a wise beast, and lay down under a tree, knowing that the lioness would still come down to drink the videos.

Lion: "Here's a stupid lioness, I don't want to jump trees after you. You'll jump to me yourself. That's when I'll make you sweat. "

For 100 ZAR they were allowed to pick up a lion cub.

What a nice kid! Sleeps like a child.


"Baby, people are looking at us. What will they think of us? Mom, I don't give a damn about them, I want milk. Isn't it like that with people"?

Maybe stay in South Africa?

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