When you arrive on the main deck of DumaTau Camp in Botswana’s Linyanti, you’ll be blown away by the fresh, neutral-toned spaces and the sweeping views over a lagoon. The next thing you’ll notice is a skinny man peering at you from behind thick glasses, a broad grin on his face. He’s the front of house supervisor affectionately known as Mr B.
Life in the bush has not been without its lighter moments. ‘One early morning shift I was setting up for breakfast. When I brought the last items I noticed the bowl of yoghurt was missing. I looked around and saw a spotted hyena near the pool, running away with the bowl. I tried to follow but it disappeared into the bush. When I told my manager she laughed.’
‘It takes a long time but eventually you can get there,’ says Mr B, whose five-year plan is to become a manager. But whatever his job title, he’ll still be treating guests to his sunny nature and trademark grin, still holding their happiness in his hands.
This is part of a series called Voices of Botswana, which shares the stories of some of the people we met on our Botswana adventure. You can find them all in the people category of this blog.