First Impressions

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Africa By Plane:
A vast sculptured, green plain of nothingness, as far as the eyes can see land, land, and more land, dotted with tiny clusters of unrecognizable, non-distinct, structures huddle together--life in the mist of primal.

Africa By Matutus:
Pencil thin roads, without boundaries, for sidewalks, grassy medians, curbs, all utilized when necessary, lined with opened-windowed vehicles--busses, matutus, taxis, jeeps, cars--feed into the city. To the left and right, giraffes run and graze on green, plush open space, birds laze in trees, the gnarly opened palmed hands of the ancients. People dapperly dressed in rainbow colors--orange, blue, red, purple, green--line, in single file, the sides of the streets, traveling to and fro--a blending of modern and primal, neither dominate, neither encroaching on the other, each merely neighbors in existence.

Africa In Person:
A sea of dark, rich mahogany colored people--strong, prideful, courteous--locked in a slow soothing rhythm--milk warm, fruits sweet, tea hot and flowery.

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