Sleeping Under Canvas
Your “room” for the night is lavish, impeccable, perfectly appointed and ideally designed. You look around in awe—this is a tent? At any of the camps we stay at, the word “tent” is a woefully inadequate description.
Set in the shade, these canvas sanctuaries recall safari’s salad days—rustic, romantic, and refined. They are classically luxurious, yet rooted to this wild and wondrous land.
The spacious rooms of native woods and stone are outfitted with four-poster beds, colourful African fabrics, old chests, ethnic artifacts, Chesterfield sofas and Victorian antiques.
Outside there’s a private deck: a front-row seat for nature’s soothing beauty. Ensconced in elegance, surrounded by the wilds—adventurers of the past, like Hemingway, Roosevelt and Blixen, would be right at home.