We get up to a coffee or tea and get ourselves ready to depart: the horses are waiting for us in the National Park of Arusha. We saddle them up, we ride them, we look challenge in the eye. Once we go forward, we notice that vegetation changes drastically, from an open area to dense vegetation. We can see elephants, buffaloes, leopards, and exotic species. We cannot longer see far, we just see what is close to us, the imminent. That’s the African spirit: a reality waiting for us, crouching. After lunch, we continue with our journey. We stop by the old house of Margarete Trappe, the Iron Lady of the First World War, who was fascinated by cavalcades along this land. We reach the camp, set at the foot of Mount Meru, upon sunset.