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I remember Africa

You ask me if I remember Africa?

I don’t just remember it – I relive it every day.

When I close my eyes I can smell the herbs that turn the Bushveld into a fragrant bouquet. I can hear the thunder of hoofs, the roar of a lion, the laughs of children.

I hear the call of the fish eagle, the call of the wild.

I dream of the spectacular sunsets only Africa can offer, the sky turning from bright orange to pink to deep red in a promise of another day to come. Another day filled with wildlife and beauty, filled with the energy that is Africa. The energy that gets released at Victoria Falls, where I have stood many times in awe as I gazed at the waters thundering down.

I remember lands cloaked in a lush mantle of green by recent rains. There were herds of elephants as well as oryx, gerenuk, dik-dik and other animals with exotic names.

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I recollect savannas stretching out as far as the eye can see, thousands of animals wandering around this proverbial Eden.

I remember late afternoon game drives highlighted by the soft striking light of a setting sun. Game was abundant: Cape buffalo, rhinos and impalas grazing the lush grass. Just before nightfall a leopard appeared by the side of our vehicle, walked along with us, then vanished into the bush like a ghost-like apparition.