I'm sitting at the restaurant overlooking the river in the National with my brother, nephew and cousin.
I've ordered a latte and a t-bone steak and it's 10 in the morning. It’s our third day here. We've just come back from an early morning ride around the park. There is a water buffalo that's been dying for the past few days sitting by the water. It's calm and the weather is heating up. Our food comes and I make it halfway through the steak before I start feeling the effects of my order. "I'm getting the meat sweats.” My brother laughs. I take a few more sips of my warm latte and we make plans to go swimming at the pool later.