Of all of the places in the world that I want to visit, and there are many, there is only one place that I don't want to visit for the book shops. Now this is a big thing for me, for I rarely want to go anywhere that isn't at least remotely supportive of my rampant bibliophilia. But there is one place I want to go to see, not for the books, not even for the art or the history.
I want to go to Africa, to see if it is true.
To see if the place matches the image in my head,in my heart.
To see if the Savannah is really that big.
To see if the mountains of Ethiopia really do reach past the sky.
To see the people.
To hear the music.
To feel if it really is the same as it is in my heart.