Final Thoughts

Carl's Final Thoughts
I didn't get as far as I expected, but I did play this game the way I came in, with a sense of honor and a sense of dignity. I met three people in my tribe, Samburu, Frank, Linda and T. Hard-working people that I probably would have not met in my normal routine or socialize with, yet great people; they have a great soul, they have morals, they have values. This game is more than just winning a million dollars; this game is about integrity and honor and values. We showed that in the nine days that we've been together.

Unfortunately, in our tribe there was a split, and it was an obvious split: it was a generation gap. You had four people who were in their forties, who had worked their lives and have a sense of responsibility, and then you had people who are confused in their lives. It's kind of sad; I'm kind of worried about that generation. They don't understand love, they don't understand the true value of friendship, they don't understand the true value of hard work and an ethic. Most of all, they don't understand responsibility.

That's what I tried to show these people: responsibility. We're in a harsh environment here in Africa. We're visitors into this great land. This is not a game at Y.M.C.A. or Wild Kingdom. This is Africa: it's hot, it's dry, there's lots of dangers around us, and the three things you've got to be concerned about are fire, water and shelter. These other people just assumed that somebody would come running in if we got into trouble. Frank and I couldn't digest that, so every morning we got up at the crack of dawn, we went and got the water, we rotated the pots the way it needed to be done, and we kind of probably enabled them a little bit: because they didn't take responsibility, we did. So therefore, maybe they outwitted me or outplayed me in that sense of sportsmanship, but I have no regrets.