It all started with a headline of an advert I saw in the newspaper:
"Rift Valley Explorer" it said. This called for my attention and imagination,
the Birthplace of Mankind, besides Africa has always been a mystery to me. My
godmother (aunt) died there (Congo) in her mid twenties in a car crash, when
I was three years old. I only remember her from pictures at my grandparents
and all the African artifacts that she mailed home, now hanging on the walls
there, so I guess this was also a journey to find out
what fascinated her that much, to find out more about the sister of my father.
The trip there should be much more than resolving this mystery. My
love for the continent grows and grows. And I can't bear to hear of the
suffering of the beautiful people there. Africa will be in my heart
forever. The scent from the savanna, the strong green/brown/red colors
in the fields. The sound of wild animals roam around at night time,
roaring. They all stay vivid in my mind.