Most people picture a luxury safari as champagne on a sun deck, maybe a plunge pool overlooking golden grass. That’s part of it, sure. But I didn’t fully understand what was happening behind the scenes at these Masai Mara conservations until I spent a week bouncing between a high-end eco-camp in the Naboisho Conservancy and the main reserve. The difference wasn’t just about comfort or fewer vehicles. It was about where the money actually goes.