back 2 very distinct memories from my first trip to Africa. One was
the night we were at the wild game reserve and were watching a group
perform some tribal dances where they do alot of kicking. Well Wade
and I were sitting up front where there happened to be alot of loose
sand that proceeded to get kicked in our face repeatedly. It was..a
moment. The other was in some random field where some locals busted
out in dance ( very common there ) and I jumped in and had an amazing
crazy dance experience. You know the kind of dance you do when no one
is watching? I haven't done a crazy dance in almost a year. That's
when I'll know my joy is back. I miss Africa. Wish i was there. I miss
my friends.
I also kinda wish I was somewhere tropical, sipping a piña colada with
a pink umbrella in it.
I'm unemployed now and available to be taken to either of these
locations. (insert large cheesey grin)
Just sayin..
Oh, and ANONYMOUS, please reply to prior post and leave me some clue
as to your identity.
Thank you :-)
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