Tanzania

If the vastness of the Masai Mara had left me awed, Tanzania swept me into a scale so immense it felt almost unreal. Here, the land stretches beyond imagination – the Serengeti plains rolling endlessly under skies so wide they seem to swallow the horizon. Against this grandeur, even the Mara feels like a beautiful playground beside the vast cathedral of the Serengeti. From the ancient baobabs of Tarangire to the volcanic majesty of Ngorongoro, from Ruaha’s raw wilderness to the untamed waterways of Selous, Tanzania is a tapestry of landscapes each wilder than the last. But it is the Serengeti that remains etched deepest in my soul – where golden grass dances with the wind, predators stalk across an ocean of land, and the Great Migration thunders through in a spectacle unlike anywhere else on Earth. Tanzania is the place where space itself becomes a living force, and where the wild still moves to rhythms older than time.