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though the tribes we entered are filled with good smells, i can sense the tension in the air. you can almost TASTE it!! the tribe master took us aside after a hearty meal, and told us that the buffaloes had been rampaging again, and that some one had murdered his father. he then burst into tears and died. just like that. i am now in the back of the jeep, dad driving for our lives. the tribe is chasing on horses and camels.