On our way out of Pilanesberg, Palma overwhelmed us even further with a visit to a lion park very near a hotel where we had lunch. The lion park had lions of all sizes to see: we stared at a lovely male with a tremendous mane lounging in the shade with three (or four?) gorgeous females.
But the thrill in the lion park, for me, was entering the area where young lions are kept for petting and pictures. And of course, I have never been this close to a lion before.
Lovely shot of both Liz and Emily holding a baby lion. He seemed a bit grumpy (and squirmy!) so I passed. He didn’t like being petted either:
Me: Aaaaaaaaaahhhh. Lovely kitty.
S/he: I’m not a damn kitty!
Me: You’re right!
S/he: I’m a LION.
Me: You most certainly ARE A LION.
Playing with lions after a day of jaw-dropping beauty. I’m a lucky girl.