It's not the first time to ride a hot air balloon, but it's still worth looking forward to flying around the prairie.

The hotel offers this service so that you can take to the skies before sunrise at a little after 6 o'clock, and when it just dawns, the departure time is set at 4:45 a.m.

This time it's a little different, as everyone has to lie down in a hot air balloon box when taking off, and one hot air balloon can carry eight passengers, two in each compartment. After lying down and pulling the handrails, the hot air balloon is slowly raised. As Frank began to light the fire, it slowly rose into the sky.

Looking down on the prairie at a low altitude, the sun wakes up the animals, the bison run in herds, the Thomson's gazelles gather to feast on the prairie food, and the hippos start their day in puddles of water.

Spotted hyenas chase gazelles and zebras from time to time, while giraffes leisurely seek fresh leaves. This is how the day began in the grassland, and luckily I saw a pack of lions resting after a night of hunting.

A large group of running warthogs, I don't remember the group in the Lion King movie, they are one of the lions' favorite food.

In the afternoon, arrange a car ride to visit the nearby tribes, the Maasai people, one of the most famous nomadic people still active in East Africa, with a population of nearly 1 million, mainly in the south of Kenya and the north of Tanzania.

On the one hand, they still adhere to the traditional way of life, and on the other hand, they are more involved in the local tourism industry.

The Maasai are completely nomadic, herding in herds throughout the year, living almost entirely on the meat, blood and milk of their herds. Polygamy is common, and men of the same age group can borrow wives from each other, and livestock is used as a dowry for marriage.

There are very few good-looking African women, and they haven't seen the legendary black pearl for so long, and they always feel dirty and can't seem to be washed clean in the bath.

The villages are made of mounds of earth arranged in rings with thorny shrubs forming a large circular fence around them, and each village can accommodate 4-8 families and their livestock.

The traditional house of the Maasai people resembles an upside-down jar with a very small door that one can only enter by bending down, so that the owner can conveniently assassinate anyone who tries to enter the house in the house.

For $30 per person, Maasai women, dressed in kanga, stand in a row at the entrance of the village and sing a welcome song. Whenever a guest visits, the village except for the elderly and children all come out to start their welcoming ceremony with the Maasai people's unique welcome dance.

The men form a semicircle and hum the rhythm as they begin to perform the famous Marseille jump, which is said to be the best warrior who jumps the highest.

Originally, I thought that the people who could live here were all warriors, all of them were brave and good hunters, living in the grasslands and jungles, and being in the company of wild beasts, and it was natural that they were good at hunting. After contact, it was found that not only do they not hunt, but they only eat meat during celebrations, and they never eat wild animals, including fish.

The worship of nature kept them away from hunting, and their daily needs were provided by the milk and blood of the animals, and when the mouth was dry, they pulled out the sharp knife from their waists, stabbed it at the neck of the ox, and sucked it with a small straw hose, just like we drank a drink.

It's really a real Ru Mao drinking blood!

The man's drape card is actually two pieces of cloth with black stripes on a red background, one covering his shame and the other draped diagonally over his shoulders. This garment resembles a fire, and this is exactly what they are trying to achieve, in the savannah where wild beasts are inhabited, such a fire is effective in driving away wild beasts.

Cattle are the most important role of the tribe, they do not eat vegetables, they only drink milk, cow blood, and eat beef. Every evening, the villagers would block the village gate with dead branches so that the cattle would gather in the middle of the village.

Women wear a kanga with a large round shawl around their necks and a circle of white beads on their heads. Their ears are large, some of them have large earlobe shoulders, and girls are born with piercing ears and eyes, and then gradually increase the weight of the ornaments, so that the ears are longer and longer, and the holes are getting bigger and bigger.

Walking into the thatched house, a ray of sunlight coming in from a small hole in the roof lit up the originally dark thatched house, I feel that this light is very special, and there is a feeling of making a C-position debut.

The most pitiful thing is the children, a simple thatched house, where more than a dozen children, large and small, gather, there are only two benches in the house, not even a table, and no books, paper and pens can be seen, and the conditions are very simple.

Meeting is fate, donating some money through the hotel is a little heart for the African people. Having traveled to so many countries, it is said that Africa has the most respect for Chinese people, and many countries are directly visa-free entry.

It may be the reason for helping poor black brothers for a long time, after all, we rely on these small countries to squeeze into the United Nations.

If there really is a River Styx on Earth, it must be Lake Natron. This seemingly motionless body of water hides a deadly secret, and there are many animal sculptures along the lake, which are not masterpieces of master carving.

Due to the large amount of salt in the lake, as long as the animals drink the water in the lake or swim in the lake, they will slowly become petrified and then turn into sculpture-like stones. The so-called lifelike appearance they see now is actually the last action they make before they die.

It can turn any animal that touches the lake into stone, like a spell in a legendary story, hence the name Petrified Lake.

The mystical waters of Lake Natron change in colour as the water level changes, with the shallow waters often burgundy or brown colours.

The highly oxidized dry lake beach is a bright red blood-red red color, which is incomparably magnificent and eerie, as if it carries the breath of death.

In an arid land with high salinity like the Dead Sea, countless flamingos are like fairies that do not eat the fireworks of the world, dressed in pink feathers, like falling flowers and passing water, like the morning glow reflecting the blue pool, and thousands of flamingos turn the Natronon into a sea of fiery and steaming fire.

Because of the shallowness of the lake, the water is rich in salt, which is suitable for many salt-loving creatures, such as blue-green algae, which is the food of flamingos, and the corrosive geography of the lake creates natural defenses that keep predators away, and it is said that almost all the flamingos in Africa return here every year to give birth to up to 750,000 offspring.

There are two famous great migration events in the world, which are staged every year as scheduled, and the cycle repeats, one is our Spring Festival migration, and the other is the animal migration in East Africa.

Unlike humans, wildebeest can walk and even run as soon as they are born. Weak new life, from the moment it is born, it will face the threat of death, so it must learn to walk, run and survive in the shortest possible time.

After seeing it with your own eyes, you can truly appreciate that for the wildebeests, crossing the river is a question of to be or not to be, crossing the river is a new world, where there are abundant aquatic plants, but the river is full of dangers, and you can lose your life at any time, but the river also means that you may starve to death.

The first leap of the head horses is a celebration of life and the courage to survive, and when they fall into the river, the real challenge begins.

The crocodiles excitedly rushed to the wildebeest herd in the river, and with a burst of bites, they sent the wildebeest to heaven. Die for life, live for death, the dead wildebeest feeds the crocodiles, and also bears the death for those companions who end up crossing the river, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell.