Africa Trip – Day #1 Nov 8, 2007

We’re overlooking the Zambezi – the fourth-largest river in Africa
and the largest one emptying into the Indian Ocean(Photo: E. Havens)


“I’m going to Africa.”

“I’m going to Africa.”

“I’m going to Africa.”

How many times do I really have to say it to believe it. Was it really over a decade ago that I dreamed of dusty roads, sun-baked savannas, and a continent whose culture is as deep as it is diverse? I remember making all those collages at home at night on my cold bedroom floor – pasting together paper ribbon dreams of mosquito-filled deltas and sun-beaten terrain. The collage got so big, I had to tape it together and imagined it wrapping around the walls of my room. At least then I could look up at it from my bed and tell myself stories of how it will be when I get there.

I imagine myself back home on my lopsided bed, staring out my window into the blackness of the night. I open my eyes. It’s black out. The only difference is, I’m on a plane.


“I’m going to Africa.”

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