“Are you sure she isn't too young to go to Africa? Can you not wait a few more years?” If you have read my 1st blog post about 'The African bug' , you will know that no, I couldn't wait a few more years and I really wanted to share my passion with my daughter. So, when she was 3 years old, I decided to take her to South Africa with me to volunteer in a primate rehabilitation centre and camp in the Kruger National Park on safari. My son was only 9 months old, and indeed too young...to volunteer at least! They are 7 and 10 at the time of writing this blog post and they have been to Africa 3 and 6 times respectively, with our next trip coming up to Tanzania. Our safaris are always 'the best holidays EVER', they say. They remember so much more than I imagine they could and surprise me with their behaviour around wild animals (in a good way). From the moment we land back in London, I hear the familiar question that has since started to sound like a brok...