"Into Africa"

photo circa 1928--found on http://www.karenblixen.com/

I have been reading up on Karen Blixen, the author of Out of Africa.  I have enjoyed her books greatly over the years and I understand that one of the places I'll visit while in Nairobi will be her house and museum.

"If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me"  Will the air over the plain quiver with the color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?" Out of Africa

I will be spending a very long time in airplanes, getting to Kenya and Tanzania.  A very long time.  Really, the only downside to travel, for me, is getting there and coming home.  The rest of it is bliss.
You just have to tough it out, but the older I get the harder it is to achieve that Zen-like state of suspended animation that is the best way to get from Point A to Point B.

"One does not travel by plane.  One is merely sent, like a parcel."  Karen Blixen

I found a collection of Karen Blixen quotes.  I was surprised to discover that one of my favorite quotes was hers.  I'd forgotten.

"The cure for anything is salt water  ---  sweat, tears, or the salt sea."

I am so excited about this upcoming adventure that I am practically vibrating.  I am packed (yes, the 33 pound limit has been met) and I am ready.  It seems like it'll be a month before Tuesday morning arrives.  Patience is not my strong suit.

"You know you are truly alive when you are living among lions." Out of Africa

Oh, how I yearn to be "truly alive" by Ms. Blixen's terms!  I "only" have to wait another 53 hours fifty minutes for the van to arrive to take me to the airport.