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Africa, Allen Tanzania Safari, Allen Tanzania Safaris, Ndutu Under Canvas, Safari, Selfish Year, Selfish Years, Serengeti, Tanzania
This is the ninth of twelve posts on our safari in Tanzania. Check out our other posts here:
- One Week of Glorious Safari-ing in Tanzania
- 15 Tips for Better Safari-ing in Tanzania
- Moving in to the Maramboi Tented Camp
- The Elephants at Tarangire National Park
- The Start of the Great Migration: Lake Manyara
- 2 Nights at the Kitela Lodge
- A Close Encounter with a Lion at the Ngorongoro Crater
- Safari-ing in the Ngorongo Park: Day 1
- Glamping at Ndutu Under Canvas in the Serengeti
- Simba and the Rest of the Pride in the Serengeti
- Giraffe for Breakfast? Day 2 at the Ngorongo Park
- Hippo Serenade: Sleeping at the Lake Masek Tented Camp
Mr. Selfish and I stayed at the Ndutu Under Canvas campsite, which is a seasonal campsite in the Serengeti National Park from December until March.
This campsite was the epitome of glamping (glamorous camping). I’ve never been too much of an outdoorsy kinda girl, so I was a little bit weary of this campsite. I didn’t have anything to worry about. Apparently, “[w]hen you’re glamping, there’s no tent to pitch, no sleeping bag to unroll, no fire to build.”
The campsite had probably about a dozen tents. Our tent was the one furthest away from the communal tent area.
It was small but quite comfortable. There was a flushable toilet, a shower, and a sink with running water. For the shower, the attendants give you a time during which they bring the hot water. You use the water sparingly but hey, it’s hot water at a campsite in the Serengeti, so I’m not complaining. On a side note, there is also water and detergent in front of each tent so that you can do small batches of laundry.
The unlimited buffet of hot and delicious food and alcohol wasn’t too shabby either.
At night, the attendants set up a large bonfire. You can sit, watch the sunset, and enjoy some beverages.
I slept like a baby during our two nights at Ndutu Under Canvas. After our first evening, however, I confirmed during breakfast that the odd noises I had heard the previous night were hyenas. Thankfully, the animals (for whatever reason) never breach the tents. Although hyenas are terrifying to me, I’m glad that me and Mr. Selfish decided to stay at Ndutu Under Canvas. It was a wonderful experience sleeping right in the middle of the Serengeti.
