On the right side, a few hundred meters away, was a school; on the left, the unfenced boundary that was the national park. I wondered how conservation efforts could thrive in this scenario. I asked my safari guide if lions ever ate anyone.
However, I feared that my next question would be intrusive. I was about to ask her about terrorism.
On the right side, a few hundred meters away, was a school; on the left, the unfenced boundary that was the national park. I wondered how conservation efforts could thrive in this scenario. I asked my safari guide if lions ever ate anyone.
However, I feared that my next question would be intrusive. I was about to ask her about terrorism.
Art is a primal feeling for Mata Kamp, an urge she cannot suppress. We met years ago as ex-pats residing in Muscat, Oman. Here, for the first time, I interviewed her.