Last time I was in Botswana five years ago, I wanted nothing more than to see the Okavango Delta from a bush plane, but was a little too poor to be able to swing it. Since then, I’ve regretted it constantly, and swore I’d come back to Botswana someday to fly the Delta from above.
And I finally did.
The photos are pretty garbage-y since I was too focused on looking out (and trying not to crash), but here. I think I’ll be a professional bush pilot in subsaharan Africa now.