Snake whisperer
Today I learned that I am a snake whisperer. That sounds a little back woods, but it’s true. Allow me to explain. This morning we drove to a crocodile farm called Kalimba. The crocodiles are fine, but the python pit is what draws everyone’s attention. We have 9 kids and my butt remains permanently clenched the entire time they point and stare down at dozens of snakes who are 10-feet-long.