Buckle up for a little tale of pure indulgence, a week spent in the lap of luxury amidst the wild heart of Botswana during its glorious green season. Forget dusty tracks and roughing it, this was safari as it should be, if you ask me. Seven days, split between the majestic Chobe National Park and the mesmerising Okavango Delta, all wrapped up in an exclusive, no expense spared kind of package. We started in Chobe, and honestly, the game viewing was just obscene. I mean, elephants. Everywhere. Like a ridiculously oversized herd of grey marbles scattered across the savanna. We cruised down the Chobe River in a plush boat, complete with chilled champagne and canapés, while a family of elephants decided our boat was the perfect spot for a mud bath. My initial thought was, "Oh dear, are they going to try and climb in?" Thankfully, they seemed to prefer their own, rather wetter, spa treatment. The guides, bless their cotton socks, were absolute encyclopedias of animal behaviour. They could spot a leopard hiding in a thorn bush from fifty paces, while I was still squinting at what I *thought* might be a particularly shaggy grass clump. Our accommodation in Chobe was something else. Think sprawling tented suites with proper four poster beds, private plunge pools, and staff who seemed to materialise with your favourite drink just as you were thinking of one. I’m not ashamed to admit I spent a good hour lounging by my pool, a GandT in hand, watching zebras graze a stone’s throw away. It felt rather like having a very exclusive, slightly wilder version of a country house hotel. Then it was off to the Okavango Delta. Oh, the Delta. It’s like stepping into a watercolour painting, all shimmering waterways and lush islands. Here, the mode of transport shifted to mokoros, those traditional dug out canoes. Gliding through the reeds, with a skilled poler at the helm, was incredibly peaceful. It’s a whole different perspective when you’re at water level, surrounded by the sounds of nature. My attempt at poling was, shall we say, less than graceful. Let’s just say I’m a lot better at holding a GandT than navigating a delicate ecosystem. The guides were brilliant though, laughing good naturedly at my efforts and steering us to places where we saw hippos looking decidedly unimpressed by our presence. The luxury continued in the Delta. Our lodge was perched on stilts overlooking a flood plain, with panoramic views that made you feel like you were king or queen of all you surveyed. Evening sundowners were held on a private deck, under a sky absolutely bursting with stars. I’ve never seen so many. It was so clear, you could practically reach out and touch the Milky Way. It made me feel rather small, in a good way, and rather grateful for the sheer beauty of it all. This safari wasn't just about seeing animals, though we saw plenty of lions, giraffes, and buffalo too. It was about the complete experience. The seamless transfers, the exquisite meals, the knowledgeable and attentive staff, and the sheer feeling of being looked after. It’s the kind of trip that makes you question all your previous life choices, particularly the ones involving lukewarm instant coffee. If you ever get the chance, and your bank balance allows for a little… indulgence, then a luxury green season safari in Chobe and the Okavango is, quite simply, unforgettable. I’m still dreaming of those starry nights and the quiet hum of the wild.