impala

The food on our trip wasn't great, but one night the main meat dish was an interesting surprise. I was going through the buffet, scooping up rice and vegetables, avoiding pasta and bread, and I don't love pot roast, but I figured I'd take a piece or two because I was pretty hungry. A few people behind me in line, I heard someone ask, "What is the meat?" The answer: "Impala." I had mixed feelings about eating one of the little critters I had just watched all afternoon long on safari, but I didn't want to return meat I'd already taken from the chaffing dish. I went back to the table and said to Mike, "Guess what the meat is!"

I sat down and tried it, and it was tasty! It's like pot roast, only leaner. And the roasted veggies on the side were a nice complement. This was undoubtedly the best meal of the whole trip, outside of one night in a restaurant.

trekking food

I'm a little nervous. We're leaving to start our Tanzania vacation tomorrow, starting with climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro. My fate rests in the hands of a tour company. I'm certain they'll get me to the summit safely and soundly. I'm never certain, though, that despite assurances they can feed me properly, they actually will. They say they've had gluten-free trekkers before. They recommended I bring some of my own bread, pasta, and cereal to substitute the "regular" stuff that's usually provided. It can't go that wrong, can it? Taking food responsibility out of your own hands is always a tad risky.

I hope to come back in a couple weeks and report that the trip was a success dietarily!