Last Day; Boo Hoo

It's over. Tomorrow morning I fly to Dar es Salaam. I get there at noon and so I have taken a hotel to go to for the afternoon. Dar is not a tourist friendly city. I will rest and read until around midnight when I will go back to the airport for my flight to Istanbul. From Istanbul I go to Chicago then, from there, to Toronto and then home, winter, rain, friends, teaching, Leon and cooking.

Never before has a vacation being centered on living things. I've usually travelled for sites or cultures and not until India did I really dramatically experience the exhilaration of extreme foreignness. Still, my Indian vacations were pretty focused on temples, forts, mausoleums and palaces with a side-effect benefit of cultural experience.

This trip was animals, flowers, trees, landscape and, most of all, people. Nothing I saw and found so stimuli tuning can be repeated. Nothing is guaranteed; a lot of the magic here is serendipitous such as the cheetah kill, the chameleon and the baboon still birth, and I can hardly wait to come back to see what can happen next time.

I am on my third book about Africa. Maybe I will keep on reading African authors to help keep this memory alive.

What a blast this trip was. Morocco and Egypt, never again; but Tanzania is paradise and there is so much more to see.

Thanks for reading my blog and for filling my head with memories of you when I write.

From a walk today ...