After being fed with the Ostrich steak, not sure it's that delicious to my personal taste, we definitely feel obliged to pay those big birds a visit and build some personal relationships.
A mom-Ostriches is nesting her eggs. Apparently, she got annoyed by a bunch of curious tourists like us and walked away, the-farther-the-better type of attitude. That attitude makes me think of my dad, who always said that when mom and I got into our usual mom-daughter-arguments. :)
Freaky Ostriches close-up #1. The tour guide asked us to touch the Ostrich eggs. "My God, it's still warm!"
Freaky Ostriches close-up #2. Then, she asked me to stand on top of those eggs. Theoretically, Ostrich eggs can hold about 150lb without being crushed. In reality, her assurance did very little to reduce my fear of breaking those eggs and destroying the little lives.
Listen to the tour guide to give the Ostrich talk. Why I feel the Ostrich is saying to me:"Hmm...I dare you could ride me today."
Freaky Ostriches close-up #3 - The neck feels warm. It's one thing to ride a cold machinery, like a car, a roller-coaster, an airplane. It's totally another thing, a very freaky thing, to ride something that's warm.
On-boarding and getting comfortable. However dangerous I looked, I was trying to tell myself "Hmm...This is not that bad. :)"
I was literally screaming the whole way through the ride. :)
A certificate of life-time achievement for the coconuthead - survived riding an Ostrich.