Stranger In A Strange Land

The stranger stood gazing across the South African plain.

It was actually quite incredible how portions of the South African plains reminded him of the Canadian prairies

He had first noticed that as a boy in the town of Peachland in British Columbia's Okanagan Valley.

For he had gone into a small commercial art gallery in the town with his parents.

And there he saw an oil painting.

The painting reminded him of the blue sky and rolling grass prairie of his home province Alberta.

But there were giraffes running to and fro on the rolling grass prairie against the blue sky.

And there weren't too many giraffes running on the rolling grass prairie against the blue sky in Alberta.

None at all in fact.

The artist who owned the gallery explained it was a picture he had done in South Africa.

So here he was. Africa.

The continent of The Lion King.

Of all the motion pictures he had seen over the years and he had seen many scary ones, for him the scariest scene he had ever encountered was in the movie The Lion King when Simba's father had died.

For him, that was the most terrifying scene of all.

He tried to imagine what it would be like if his own father had died.

He had felt so sorry for Simba.

He tried to imagine what it would be like.

For the Canadian vampire hunter, he no longer had to imagine anymore.

The sun was beginning to set on the South African plain.

To be continued.