After we left the crater, we headed out to Serengeti national park. On the way there we decided to stop at a Masai village to see how they lived. I don’t think any of us was under the illusion that this was anything other than a tourist village, basically set up so they could sell overpriced handiwork to gullible visitors. Still, the dress was traditionally authentic, and the dancing was entertaining, if not spontaneous. It was well worth the hour we spent talking and bargaining with them.


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Henry has spent three winters living in Antarctica which funded his early explorations and adventures around the world. Now he holds down a full time job in Denver, CO and continues to make travel a priority in his life, both internationally, and on weekend warrior type trips.

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