Something else we found strange was the semi-inclusive food and beverage situation. While the food here was included in your price, drinks were not, yet they were constantly offered. It’s like being at one of Gatsby’s grand parties and then asked to pay your drink tab as you walk out the door. Safaris are all about ending your day telling stories about how some large mammal almost ate you over sundowner cocktails, so it was odd that the second portion of that wasn’t included.
Realistically, these two criticized details were just that, details, and they didn’t detract from feeling all warm and fuzzy from the Sher Bagh magic. They doted over the baby like she was the one paying the bill, and entertained her whenever they saw us needing a breather. These guys even babysat for us at night! I mean, who doesn’t love a guard standing in front of the tent while the baby sleeps?! It’s important to note that while they were super welcoming to our tiger bait baby, they didn’t have a baby cot or highchair, so we brought a baby tent and mountain buggy pod highchair with no issue.