“Shut up!” I try to keep my speech patterns out of the trenches of popular slang phrase, I guess out of some weird allegiance to my ancient past as an English major, but when I’m too overwhelmed to think or care about words, they simply tumble out of my mouth uncensored. My guide/driver, Fred, looked at me quizzically, unsure what he was supposed to do when he hadn’t actually said anything. He was merely slowing down to a bumpy stop as I frantically popped the lens cap off my camera hoping for a capture of this adorable baby and mother. The stretch of road, from the highway to the Mweya Lodge inside Queen Elizabeth National Park in Uganda, was loaded with elephants every single time we drove it. So much so, I asked Fred if we could simply drive back and forth along this road to fill my little elephant-smitten heart with joy. Fred said he had never once driven this stretch of road without encountering elephants. So if you’re in Uganda and hungering for elephants, book a stay at one of the Mweya accommodations and have a blast just puttering back and forth along the access road.