Written Luv Letters

There’s a specific feeling when the Phinda airstrip comes into view, and you think, I’m back. This trip wasn’t just about lion cub chaos a few meters away, glittering leopard light, or elephants reaching into the trees. It was about returning to the wild, to clarity, and to a place that feels more like home each time I leave it.

What started as a longing turned into a return journey to the Munywana Conservancy. Over two weeks, I tracked cheetahs, climbed trees, gave wine lessons, cleared bushland, laughed with new friends, and found myself somewhere between firelight and leopard tracks. I had to find out if Munywana is as cool as I thought, and found out it is pure magic.