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25 лютого 2025 р.
As I set foot in the Maasai Mara, a wave of awe washed over me. The air was crisp, carrying the earthy scent of the savannah, mingled with the distant calls of wildlife. The golden grasslands stretched endlessly before me, interrupted only by the silhouettes of lone acacia trees and the graceful movement of zebras and antelopes. Our safari vehicle rumbled over the rugged terrain, and within moments, I was face to face with the untamed beauty of Africa. A pride of lions lounged lazily beneath the shade, their golden coats blending seamlessly with the landscape. Nearby, a tower of giraffes ambled gracefully, their long necks reaching for the treetops. But the highlight was the Great Migration. I watched in breathless anticipation as thousands of wildebeests gathered at the Mara River, hesitating before taking the plunge. When they finally surged forward, the river exploded into chaos—water splashing, hooves pounding, crocodiles lurking. It was nature’s raw drama at its finest. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in fiery hues, I felt an overwhelming sense of wonder. The Maasai Mara wasn’t just a destination; it was an experience—wild, mesmerizing, and utterly unforgettable.
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