TIA: This Is Africa

I once had a farm in Africa. Okay, no. But I've always wanted to say that.

No matter what it is – the rain, a late bus, a canceled tour, an upset stomach, increased prices – the excuse is the same: This Is Africa. It’s like a communal and continental acceptance.

I’ve only had a small slice of Africa’s pie but this is what I’ve noticed so far.

South Africa: is sprinkled with purple trees called jacarandas. So big and bright the flowers litter the street like confetti. They belong in a Dr. Suess book.

Botswana: the currency is called pula - rain and the coins are called thembe -raindrops. Because rain is as precious as money. Raindrops in your pockets.

Zambia: the people here seem to smile from their soul, it shines right through their eyes and burns a happy hole into your heart.

Malawi: is humbling, many people live in small homes made of wood and mud. Kids walk around barefoot. Their eyes are deep and dark and poetic.

Tanzania: has it’s own sky. It’s where the gods try out new colors, new sunsets and new constellations. The heavens feel a bit closer here.

Africa is a beast of a continent but it’s a beautiful one.