Convoy

Prologue: sometimes we saw loud motorcades, starting with big police trucks with bellowing sirens, and followed by 10-14 fast running cars. We wondered who those important people could be.
A big thing, the visit of “the governor of Afghanistan”. Here to learn conservation strategies from WCS. And they are worth a motorcade! And Opo and I are forced to join them, because they forgot some water supply, apparently. We are 12 cars, preceded by three big police trucks with loud sirens on. We were waiting for a meeting to end, eating fruits, and then the rumor spread that “we were on the move”: now imagine those action movies where the two cops are spying on the bad guy, and then he “is on the move”, and they, before starting the chase, dump their big coffee cups out of the car windows.. This is how it felt, eheh (ridiculous). Along the way, a lot of police, waving us to keep going freely (there is hardly anybody in the park road). Then we stop for lunch, in the middle of the forest, food is taken out, people sit on the ground, smiles. Then, the big caravan go with the Rhino Protection Unit, who will show them some footprints and dung, and we head home (the forest, the station).