Maybe it was end result of watching too many Tarzan movies as a child but I thought of Africa as a place that was always hot, but not this week. When we went out this morning for another game drive (pickup at 5:40 am, and we call this a vacation?) it was at best around 50 degrees with a 15-20 mph wind that made it feel colder. We almost bagged it but being the troopers we are we went ahead. I like to say it quickly got warm when the sun was up, but it really didn’t. We were, however, rewarded with our first sighting of the resident cheetah, just strolling along and likely starting to look for a meal.  (We saw the remnants of Sunday’s dinner, an impala carcass, the previous day.) We spotted the same cheetah in the afternoon drive, which was finally pleasant temperature-wise, along with a hippo out of the water, which they only do for brief periods of time due to skin that is very sensitive to the sun. So overall it was a good day.