This sense of intimacy has led me to have a greater connection to Djuma, helped immensely by the smaller size of the camp itself. In the Mara I lived in a wide open tent at the fringes of the camp. I had a single roommate, but it seemed like my own little place. In Djuma I live in small room next to the the rest of the staff. The kitchen, dining facilities, and the bathrooms are right outside. Although this may seem a bit much, akin to stuffing a bunch of people into a tight prison cell, I enjoy this far more as it gives me a greater connection to the people around me.
I emerge from my room and see staff members milling around, either in the early hours of the morning or late in the day. I often hear Fergus, one of the cameramen, playing guitar next door. I hear chatter outside my room at night and I always have meals with the entire crew. I have developed a greater sense of camaraderie with everyone, something, I think, that was sometimes missing in the Mara due to the larger size of the camp. Here, I have participated in the numerous fun activities, such as a weekly movie night, playing charades, going for drives, or just hanging out and listening to stories.
Djuma and the Mara are two worlds, separated by miles of land, but together they form two parts of a greater whole and I’ve loved every second I’ve spent at both. I’ll always have amazing memories of dragging myself up at 4 AM, stumbling through the dark paths of the camps into their respective FC’s, listening to the sound of bugs and birds around me. The experiences may be different, but what I loved about safariLIVE in the Mara remains true in Djuma as well.