At night, the Palace Hotel lit a torch and the wind blew away, as if in an ancient palace. The corridor was empty and looked down as if the place belonged to me only. Climbing to the highest king tower, torches flashing overhead, the land of Africa is silent, only the Sun City alone lights shining. Pilanesburg National Park is right in front of me. There are occasional Safari lights beating in the darkness. It's hard to imagine that a large group of lions, elephants, rhinos and so on are so close to me that people and animals can be so safe.