For Karen Blixen fans, a visit to her former home can feel like a pilgrimage.
A giraffe sighting on the main road from Nairobi's Jomo Kenyatta International Airport? That is unexpected.
The Maasai's deep connection to Kenya's wild savannah brings a unique quality to a four-day safari.
The elephant outside my tent is actually far less intimidating than the cranky, middle-aged guy I live next door to back in Sydney.
Visit novelist Karen Blixen's home-turned-museum, eat among the who's who or see wildlife within city limits.
Our drive through Ol Pejeta is safari perfection, and we have it almost entirely to ourselves.
To be a good traveller, every so often you need to meet your edge, and tip right over it.
Nowhere else would you observe the sun as a gigantic ball of burnt orange as it dips into the horizon, turning the sky a brilliant purple pink, illuminating the silhouettes of exotic wildlife as they pass through the desert landscape. There's the famous wildebeest migration, pink flamingos in blue lakes, colourful tribespeople, snow-capped mountains and white-sand beaches.